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Date Posted: 20:46:23 02/20/03 Thu
The Lord of the Things
Prologue
Forged in Salamandastron when the world was at peace and war was seen nowhere, the things were created as a sign of friendship. There were four different kinds. Nine of one kind, which were for the chosen searats, seven of another kind, for the choses abbey-dwellers, three of the third kind, for chosen badgers and one of the final kind, given to a Gaugeron, a marlfox.
But Gaugeron could see the potential power within the things, and he did not like to see them being wasted. He was selfish and power hungry, and knew that if he gave the things power, he could have that which he yearned for.
So he enchanted the things, giving his the most power, making it more powerful than all of the others combined. This had effects on the owners of the other things. The nine searats became his slaves, the seven abbey-dwellers became crazed fools and the three badgers began yearning for the one thing, and could barely control their craving.
Gaugeron’s thing was much better. He enchanted it so that if one believed greatly in its power, it would give them great power, but if not, an evil being would be transformed into a snake while wearing it, while a pure being would become an extremely powerful badger.
Soon after the enchantment, a great war broke out at Salamandastron. Gaugeron had begun his plight to own the whole world. His army held the upper hand until his hand was severed by a mouse. The mouse took the thing from the hand. The army of Salamandastron now turned the tables, with the enemy leaderless, after Gaugeron fled without the thing. The mouse then had the opportunity to destroy the thing while the enemy was weakened, though his mind was held by its beauty, and he did not destroy it. He was later killed by a follower of Gaugeron, who then took the ring and used its power to become a snake and destroy and plunder the land. But he made the mistake of attacking a shrew camp, led by a fierce Log-a-Log. During the ensuing fight, the snake/searats tail was sliced off and, along with it, the thing. The searat slunk off into the woods, with only a stump left. The thing remained where it fell, being covered by seasons of dust, dirt and paw prints, until it was unwillingly and accidentally discovered by a shrew…
Chapter One
Brogo charged his opponent, rapier raised and aimed to kill. The enemy, standing after being knocked down, sidestepped and tripped Brogo easily. He landed face down, taking in a mouthful of dirt. Standing, he spun to keep sight of his enemy, spitting dirt, only to have a pawful of dirt thrown in his face. His enemy then pushed him over, and Brogo just lay there, panting heavily.
‘Face it’ said Friggle. ‘You’ll never beat me.’ His friends cheered and walked away with him.
Brogo stayed behind. He still had dirt in his eyes. But something had hit him. Besides dirt. Heavier and harder. When he could see properly, he began searching. It didn’t take long. There glinting in the sunlight, was a … thing. The most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. It was made of silver, with little gems set in the side. It also had a large ruby on top, which seemed to emanate its own brilliant red light. After admiring it for a few minutes, he set off to find Log-a-Log and ask if eh knew what it was.
He meandered slowly through the bush towards the shrew’s makeshift camp. Quietly listening to the birdsong, barely making a sound with his footpaws on the leaf litter. Then he saw a movement to the left. A shadow, flitting from tree to tree. He stopped. He could see an ear sticking out from behind a trunk. It disappeared, but soon after, he heard a rustling coming towards him. Then a creature jumped out of the bushes, clear over his head, and landed behind him on the path. Brogo turned.
‘Handilf, you scared me!!’ said Brogo, his breathing returning to normal.
‘I know, it’s what I do best’ replied the hare. ‘Where are you going, anyway?’
‘Just back to camp. I found this thing on the path and I want to show Log-a-Log.’ He showed the thing to Handilf. The hare looked and then jumped back, startled. ‘What’s wrong?’ asked Brogo.
‘Oh, ah, nothing, I just think we should hurry up and show Log-a-Log. He’s down at the river fixing a log boat. I’ll meet you there, I’ve just got to talk to him about something first. Come as quick as you can!’ Handilf took off, with Brogo slowly trailing behind.
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