Mark

A Torn Woman

They've promised that dreams can come true,
but forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams, too.

Things we will never speak of again:

1. That tomb in the Norcrofts
2. The watchtower in Eaworth
3. The tavern in Edoras
4. The infirmary in Aldburg

But I feel like there will be more, in the days to come.

«What is your favourite flower?»

Of all the things Melowen was ever asked about...

Weapon, countless times.
Armour, fighting style, saddle, beverage, food.

She felt a woman all of a sudden, after so many years of being a warrior. And only a warrior. She never thought of such a thing like a favourite flower, but, surprised by herself, Melowen realized she already knew the answer. It was already there, in her mind.

«The poppy»

She smiled, faintly.

Flowers of the Spring
Of Haedley

Introduction

Continuation of: Tales of Their Past - Fænge-Nædl

There was a chill in the night air as all the folk were returning to their homes. Many drunk from their drinking, and everyone else weary from their reveling. The dim lamps shone yellow upon the dirt paths and only two figures remained out that night. They stood side by side upon the path before the Mead hall, silent, still as statues. 

"My wife gave to me a second son. He was not as strong, nor as brave, nor as fearsome as Meadwine. He was a different boy, I was never as fond of him, but ever did I feel that he loved me more than most. He was truly fond of me, I could tell. Yet many a time did he disappoint me, and I reacted unfairly to him. For this, my son, Aegaldred, I am sorry. And I hope that you succeed in the task that I have given you, for upon your shoulders I put a heavy burden.