Outcast (book 1) Many Minds, prologue
Posted August 3rd, 2011 by rebecca
in Rivendell, the only place in Middle Earth that gets Wi-Fi
Outcast – Many Minds
This is not Now. This is the Time Before. In those weeks, months, millennia resided relative peace. This is before the Drought began. This is before He takes this place by force. It will not be long until He does.
The true ruler is dead, murdered by his own cub – no, not murdered. Lured away. The lions have a legend which describes this.
The one who took the savannah – or is yet to take it, is a Pale. He loved the lioness of the Night, and this is how another legend starts.
And on the savannah, in the darkness of that night, a large cat leaped down from a tree. He looked up at the crescent moon. Beautiful, at least to this cat. The Pale, the red-eyed white furred lion could not stand that light. This cat could. This cat was to be destroyed, when his power failed. No star can burn forever.
This is something the Usurper forgot. He believed himself all-powerful, but in fact, only five things had to happen for him to fall. They were impossible tasks. Only five cats could ever complete them – should they fail, the savannah falls. On the savannah, there are five strong, - well not strong, only chosen. Cats. If that strange, disjointed, broken creature who fell was restored, if a cat made himself bigger than he was, if a cat made himself bigger than he was, if a structure was destroyed, if a sad beast rose up, if a battle was won.
There were so many ‘if’s. The one who fell, the one with many bodies, yet only one mind, When those bodies came together, in the shape of a cat, he was strong. Only in this Now he had been broken.
The first blow would fall when the caracal with many minds freed this broken warrior.
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