Marielda 12: The Killing of the King-God Samothes By The Traitor Prince Maelgwyn Pt. 2

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🗓️ 30 September 2016

⏱️ 95 minutes

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In one way or another, High Sun Day is celebrated all across Hieron. After all, there is a day each year on which the sun hangs in the sky, resplendent, for what feels like an impossibly long time. After all, there is a day each year on which the heat gets so strong, the weight of the summer becomes so much, that a celebration must be thrown. On the perimeters of encampments on the plains and forests, light dances brilliantly, impossibly. The orcs have called up thousands of reflective objects, shields, mirrored boxes, from their collections and positioned them along the tops of the walls. From a distance, the settlements appear ringed by flame. The sun does not reach the dwarven cities, deep underground, but the stone feels warm to the touch. They close the heavy doors and snuff out the light and in the darkness hear the sound of the stone cooling. In Marielda, there is a train. There is a train and a volcano and dancing in the streets. A god beloved and feared, a populace, for once, at ease. It is High Sun Day again.

This week on Marielda: The Killing of the King-God Samothes By The Traitor Prince Maelgwyn Pt. 2

My light is flickering

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0:00.0	Like I was saying, hating what it had created in me, nothing made death. Only thing is, death
0:10.7	in me became fast friends, like a farmer and a butcher. We saw the same things just from
0:19.0	different sides. Tristaira was too much like me. He was, after all, a material being too. And seeing that, nothing stopped sending material beings to kill me, and started sending material beings to kill me, and started sending something else. Shadows, temporary,
0:38.0	fickle, wandering killers. And one shadow, well, he cast violence longer than any other. In a daring ploy, he led my sister,
0:51.9	Severia, whose domain was all things alive, but especially wolves, into a trap.
0:58.0	He slew her and stole her name away, and the heat and the dock approved.
1:04.0	But her name was beautiful and real
1:08.0	and not like anything he'd ever heard before.
1:11.0	So instead of returning it to nothingness, he kept it close to his
1:16.3	chest and he began to travel the world. The heat, the dark, well, they didn't like that too much.
1:24.0	So they sent a new shadow after him.
1:27.0	They sent her shadow, a corrupted child of Severia, Wolf God.
1:32.0	And that new wolf, that dark dog, it caught him that day.
1:37.7	In the valley of the huge peak along the lushwood, all he had was some loose cloth, her name, and a vast and deadly patience. So he
1:49.1	waited, locked eyes with it, and when the moment came
1:53.2	defended himself from its fangs and claws long enough to release my sister back into the world.
2:00.8	Her arrival didn't just leash that shadow. It echoed out across the world. So joyous was she to move again, so happy was I to see her that she filled Hyra, she filled me with new imaginary creatures, with
2:16.6	impossible horns and unlikely ways, steel backs and strained gloves.
2:24.0	She did not forgive her killer though, not for many years.
2:28.0	Frankly, it took some time before I fully forgave the boy too. But I rewarded him then and there. He was just a boy after all.
2:39.0	And that day he became my boy, my little prince, Saman, the knower of things, the boy who apologized.
2:51.2	The one who realized that we didn't just have the power to make things.
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