[tough choice] -- Cascade Mountains

Frozen Dreams

he had grown overly impatient and was at the end of his tether for temper when the Lead of DArk Evergreen's had finally put forth his comment. at least one mind amid the jumble was clear and had picked clean his tidily formal words. with a smile that bordered close to relief. well there's promise at least
cocking his pate toward Ziraga he nodded his head. before he summed up his riddle, speaking bluntly for the benefit of the other rabble. he had lost much more respect for them with the two mares' last comments. it appeared the nation blindly followed it's rulers. well at least as this they would be easily malleable. with a showy flick of his stygian locks the mascu launshed himself into a curt decisive speech that laid bare what he had come to tranmist to them

well, Ziraga you are a leader and you should know the benefits and consequences of revealing information to unfamiliars. however i can provide you --and these -- with reasoning, if not the plan of attack you seek. Malussinn is an unfit ruler for our realm. we have become what we most deeply resent. our reigning monarch fails to represent what we are as a nation.
and our Queen? our Queen rules by association alone. she neither resides within the realm nor exists within our species. what good to us is an absentee queen? I spoke to you of a rising mutiny. and i asked where your loyalties lay. My own lie toward the betterment of our lives and of our honor. I came seeking support; as your leader so aptly uncovered from my entangled approach. now you all see where i stand.
interpreting my words and my action lies with you now. i pose you my question again and ask you to look beyond the enclosure built to hold the sheep that you have become and answer me as individuals. answer me not for personal affection or alliance. keep the sake of our nation as a whole in your mind as you decide.

his gaze and direction of speech had turned from Ziraga to the other three. and with a level gaze he sunk his question forcefully into each pair of reflecting ooids individually before encompassing all four of the other's in a solitary look that radiated his poition and strength of mind. he asked them a great deal and he understood that. as he spoke the next words his pitch softened slightly to transgress his understanding, and to bring up the last of his words with less importance than his short pronunciation:

I will leave you now. i ask only that you reflect on my statements. if you have questions, concerns or the like, trust that i will return. but for now i leave you time to consider while i move on to spread word of our rising. a new era is upon us. do not fear change. embrace it, open your minds to what we could be; move on from what we have become.

stepping down from the soap box he nodded curtly to each of the four and turned in a flurry of dusted darkness. liquid pivot and becoming haughty gait carry him swiftly from the small crowd and toward the cusp of the realm. one small pause that lacked hesitation and held only blazing confidence and a melanoid quality that belittled even his arrogance. with the final wordless so long he stepped back to whence he came. i'll be back hung heavily in the air, as did an intertwined demand that conclusions be reached before that event.

f r o z e n | d r e a m s
Dreams never fade, but evolve in the frigidity of solitude.