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asgardeventide2013-04-18 09:59 pm
childofthewickedday) wrote in asgardeventide2013-04-18 09:59 pm
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Seventh Triskele [Video]
[In the park there is a tree, and in that tree there now sits a small boy, tucked in the cradle of the thickest branch that is highest up before the boughs become too thin to hold his weight. Wrapped up in the folds of his cloak and settled in with a book, a pair of crudely made stuffed birds, and a small pouch of sweets, it is clear he is prepared for a long stay.]
The elders of my people taught us of magic and of power... [He fiddles a bit with the paper crown stitched to one of the birds] taught us about what good and what evil power might bring.
But it was my father did teach me that no power is more important than the love that keeps us together.... [A small hand reaches for the necklace around his neck and tugs it off with care, and with the same care he wraps it around the two toy birds] ...the love that binds us.
[He then settles the two in a fold of his green cloak before addressing his bracelet directly.]
I'll not come down until one among you shows you know this.
The elders of my people taught us of magic and of power... [He fiddles a bit with the paper crown stitched to one of the birds] taught us about what good and what evil power might bring.
But it was my father did teach me that no power is more important than the love that keeps us together.... [A small hand reaches for the necklace around his neck and tugs it off with care, and with the same care he wraps it around the two toy birds] ...the love that binds us.
[He then settles the two in a fold of his green cloak before addressing his bracelet directly.]
I'll not come down until one among you shows you know this.