Oh, hello again, dear reader...
Hello indeed...
Do say...
How does the day find itself by you?
Hmmm?
Cloudy?
Why...
It must find itself pleasant as so, I imagine...
Yes...
As for me...
Why...
Tis the very same as usual, I would say...
And of that...
Indeed...
I shall remain grateful...
Yes...
Now then...
I suppose I may well hurry...
For...
Indeed...
Tis a very many a thing I should like to discuss today...
Yes...
That much being said, dear reader...
Tis high time I find myself asking...
How do you do today?
Hmmm?
Why...
Tis a bother, I would imagine...
Finding oneself up in the morning...
Merely for the very work you so desperately despise...
Yes...
Although...
Tis my mere understanding...
That the human world...
Merely finds itself so...
And of that...
Indeed...
Twould be wise to...
How you say...
Find yourself strong...
In the very works of your desires...
Hmmm?
Why...
Tis the way of humanity...
For...
Indeed...
Tis in my many years that I have learned...
That the many things of humanity...
Even so, its many nectars and beauties...
Fail to come without strife of some sort...
Yes...
Be it thorns of the Earth...
Even so, the very flames that come from the mouths of others...
Nay...
Even so, the very spider webs of one's very own...
Indeed...
Does life oft find itself so...
How you say...
Difficult...
Nay...
Even so...
Tis not a word to describe...
The very many confusing things of mankind...
Why...
Tis the same as many a tale...
Even so, of the tales of the men spoken of here...
Why...
Even so, the great man by the name of Jebadiah Morningstone...
Yes...
Even so, of the man by the name of Vance Hessenger...
Yes...
The very many of them all...
Do find themselves...
All of the very things of life...
Yes...
The very many things, I would say...
Why...
Tis many a terrible tale upon their very lives...
Why...
Could be that one man had merely lost his loved...
Nay...
That the very woman he pursued...
Simply found herself unwanting of him...
Yes...
Even so...
May it be...
That the very man may well soon die of some atrocious malady...
Yes...
Even so, could be...
Hmmm?
Too far?
Why...
Dear reader...
Tis life...
And of it...
Dare I say...
Do human beings fail to live uncomplicated lives...
Yes...
Tis of my very own eyes...
That have indeed...
Born witness to these very things...
Even so...
For many a year...
Yes...
For very many a year...
Yes...
Humans living lives...
That even so...
Many a human...
Would simply fail to imagine...
Yes...
The very madness of the lives...
Born upon the souls of humans...
Yes...
Tis a strange thing, truly...
However...
Even so, as my own eyes have born witness unto such things...
Should I say...
Indeed...
Have my eyes also born witness unto powerful men and women...
Yes...
Truly powerful men and women...
Yes...
For...
Why...
Be it a mere maid...
Or a powerful king, charging a mighty storm of the enemy...
Indeed...
I have merely failed...
To bear witness...
To those who find themselves strong...
Even so, ...
As the many things of this world...
Threatened...
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To steal from their very hands...
The very thing that they held dear...
Be it honour...
Be it love...
Be it peace...
Nay...
Even so, ...
Be it a purpose...
Indeed...
Have the very men and women of my speech...
Indeed...
Have they merely refused...
Even so, unto their hearts...
To surrender...
Yes...
Why...
Twas a woman whose very child...
Had fallen horribly ill...
And thereof...
Indeed...
Did the village require of her...
To murder the very child...
Before he soon got the other children sick...
Yes...
Twas a mother on her lonesome...
Yes...
Why...
Tis the tale of the goose and the purple gosling...
Yes...
Why...
Tis true, I would say...
For...
Indeed...
I did find myself there...
Yes...
And of it...
Indeed...
I shall tell of it...
Yes...
Ahem...
Once upon a time...
Time, time, time...
Did a mother upon a village find herself stranded...
For...
Indeed...
The very woman was with child...
And of the very man to whom she was entrusted...
Why...
Was the very man dead...
Defeated, in battle...
Twas quite a shame, I would say...
For...
Indeed...
Did the woman love her child dearly...
Yes...
And, oh...
Of course...
Even so, did she love her husband dearly...
Yes...
However...
Indeed...
Was he no more...
And thereof...
Why...
Did this very woman...
Even so, with child...
Hold herself high...
Even so, with the very many tears upon her heart...
Nay...
She failed to admit defeat...
For...
Indeed...
Was her child to survive...
Why...
Did the very young lass say...
"Nay! I shan't quit!"
Yes...
Did her lips utter it so, many a time...
Yes...
And of it...
Indeed...
Did the very woman find herself of the help of her family...
Yes...
Of her father and mother...
Even of...
Why...
Did the very family of the deceased find themselves by her side...
Yes...
Twas a beautiful tale...
For...
Indeed...
Was the very young woman pleased and comforted...
Of the loss of her husband...
And the terrible toil upon her hands...
Yes...
She was a jolly woman, one would say...
For...
Indeed...
Did the very lass find herself at peace...
Even so, with the very many children of the village...
Yes...
Well, I do suppose, dear reader...
Seeing as you are sharp...
The very ending of things...
Yes...
However...
Tis as I would say...
That I merely told an aspect of the tale...
Hmmmm?
Why...
Tis as I would say...
For...
A tale finds itself...
To be more than merely an end and a beginning...
And even of...
Of far more...
Than mere details...
Yes...
Hmmm?
Why...
I suppose... I may continue...
Yes...
Twas as the very woman found herself close upon the very edge of childbirth...
That...
Indeed...
Did a witch find herself upon her bed...
Yes...
A tricky one, I would say...
For...
The very wicked woman did play the flower...
Yes...
She listened unto the woman's many troubles...
Even so, did the very lass find herself speaking of her troubles...
Of her loneliness...
Of her fears of the burden she had put upon her loved ones...
Of her fears for her child...
Even of, of her fears of herself...
Yes...
Twas a terrible tale, I may say...
And of it...
Why...
As the very pair found themselves alone...
Even so, without a soul to bear witness to the very words she spoke...
Indeed...
Did the very lass...
Beget a horrid curse from the witch...
Yes...
Hmm?
Why...
Tis as I would say...
Do be wary, dear reader...
For...
Indeed...
Do many a fellow of this world...
Find themselves so...
Yes...
Do be wary...
For even so as a man or even so a woman...
Find him or herself as a mere daffodil upon the woods...
Indeed...
May their very nature soon change...
Nay...
Twas always of them...
Indeed...
Twould the very petals...
Hmmm?
Why...
Indeed...
Tis as a shimmering snapper...
Yes...
Indeed...
Would the very beauty...
Spell its doom...
Yes...
Do be wary, dear reader...
Indeed...
Do fail to remove your caution...
Hmmm?
How so?
Why...
Hmmm...
Tis a very good question, I may say...
Yes...
Hmm...
Do tell, dear reader...
Do you remember...
Of the man by the name of Sir Alyton Herdshire?
Hmmm?
Of course, dear reader...
Indeed...
Twas a long tale, I would say...
Yes...
The final defeat...
Of the man by the name of Jason Hessenger...
Yes...
Twas a great tale...
Indeed...
And thereof...
Yes...
Did Sir Alyton come to the very rescue of his allies...
However...
Hmmm?
Why...
Indeed...
Twould be best...
Yes...
Indeed...
Hmmm?
How so?
Why...
Tis merely a thing of humanity...
For...
Indeed...
Does every one of the very lands...
Find their hearts of such...
Yes...
Hmm?
Why...
The very explanation thereof...
Hmm....
Why...
Do remind me to speak of it another day...
For...
Indeed...
Twould be best...
To merely wait upon a time...
When...
How you say...
The very many things of this life...
Say...
"It is time..."
Yes...
Well, I suppose I may well say this...
Do listen boldy upon the very words of your heart...
For...
Indeed...
Has many a man learned many a strange thing...
Yes...
Many a great thing...
From the heart...
Yes...
And thereof...
Yes...
Must I continue...
Indeed...
For...
Tis a grand tale, I may say...
Why...
Did it happen upon a small village...
Many a year ago...
Yes...
Hmmm?
Why...
Twas merely...
Hmm...
Say...
500 years ago...
Hmm...
Yes...
Twas about as much, I would say...
Hmmm?
Too old?
Why...
Tis merely of my nature, I would say...
Hmmm?
Immortal?
Hmmm...
Why...
I suppose the very nature of my being...
Hmmm...
Perhaps not...
Hmmm...
Why...
I suppose the very nature of my being would take far too long to fully elucidate, dear reader...
Truly, I say unto you, dear reader, truly...
Tis the very nature of my being...
Yes...
Hmmm?
What I was doing?
Why...
I found myself and my comrade...
In hot pursuit...
Of the very witch of whom I now speak...
Yes...
Twas a strange old woman, I would say...
Why...
The very elderly fool found herself to be a bitter and resentful woman...
Yes...
A tragedy, I would say...
For...
Indeed...
Was such talent wasted...
Upon a woman whose only ideal...
Was to cause harm...
Even and so...
To curse a mere pregnant woman...
Nay...
Even so, a mere pregnant widow...
Yes...
And of that...
Indeed...
Did the very old lady curse her unborn infant...
Yes...
Curse the very lad...
To hold unto him a malady...
And thereof...
A malady...
That would lead the very child unto death...
Yes...
A terrible disease...
And of that...
Indeed...
Did the very lady find herself with horrid sadness...
For...
Indeed...
Did the witch merely leave...
And thereof...
Yes...
Did the witch leave this dear woman...
With not a stick of grain to her thought...
For...
Indeed...
Would the very illness surely kill her child..
However...
"Nay! I shan't quit!"
Indeed...
Did the very lady continue her pursuit...
For...
Indeed...
Did the very lady merely continue to grow stronger at heart...
Never even for a moment...
Did the very young lady...
Simply continue with her preparations...
Yes...
Twas a great heart upon her...
However...
Did the very young lady...
Fail to tell her friends and family...
Of what would occur...
Yes...
And of it...
Indeed...
Did the very maiden soon give birth to the child...
Even so, with a heart wrought with worry...
Yes...
Did she give birth...
To a boy child...
Yes...
A handsome baby, I would say...
For...
Indeed...
Did the very family of them all simply adore the child...
Yes...
Even so, did they hold him upon their hands...
Carry him...
Why...
Did her very mother...
Even so...
Sing many a song to and of the very child...
Yes...
Twas a glorious tale, I must say...
Yes...
And of it...
Indeed...
Did the very witch return...
Even so, after the very mother's own eyes had found themselves glad upon the sight of a healthy birthing...
Even so, upon the very mother's heart...
Who merely hoped...
That the very curse upon her child...
Had merely failed...
For...
Indeed...
Was the very baby born healthy...
Nay...
Even so, handsomely...
Yes...
However...
Indeed...
Twas the very end of the tale...
Far from its coming...
For...
Indeed...
Did the very witch soon loudly declare her curse...
Even so...
Upon the very ears of her loved ones...
And of it...
Why...
Twas something as of...
"Do find your very own young kin far from that child, for even at a very touch, shall the child as well be cursed."
Yes...
Twas a horrid tale of the woman's heart...
For...
Even as her heart palpitated upon the very words of her mouth...
Indeed...
Did the witch continue...
"This child's curse has been known to the very ears of this woman for many a day now."
Yes...
To merely crush the poor girl...
Yes...
And of it...
Why...
Did her very parents...
Even so...
Upon a somber tone...
Carry their lass back home...
And of it, indeed...
Twas a horrid tale...
For...
Even so, as the very lass found herself caring for the child...
Indeed...
Did her eyes bear witness...
To the very many things of this life...
And of them...
Indeed...
Twas gossip...
Yes...
For, ...
Indeed...
Twas many a talking tongue...
And of that, ...
Many an evil lip...
Yes...
Why...
I suppose the very horror that wrought her mind...
Could merely be described...
As a very warrior...
Watching as the very wound left upon his chest...
Merely bleeds...
Even so, ...
As his very breathing slows...
And his very vision...
Begins to fail...
For...
Indeed...
Did the gossip start as mere talk...
And of it...
Did her ears soon bear witness to horrible things...
For...
Indeed...
Did some soon begin to believe...
That the very end of things...
Would require...
Well...
I suppose I did before speak of it...
However...
Twas not simply so...
For...
Indeed...
Did the very ladies and gentlemen of the village...
Decide upon the murder of the child...
Yes...
As for the very lass...
Why...
Even so, as the very rumours merely grew worse...
Even so, as the very whispers of the folk grew to heresy against her child and herself...
Even so, as her child soon fell sick...
Indeed...
Even so, as her very own closest...
Yes...
Even so, her very friends and family...
Soon found themselves on the very side of those wanting her child dead...
Indeed...
Was the very lass forced upon the very end of her wits...
For...
Indeed...
Did she once more declare...
"Nay! I shan't quit!"
Yes...
Did the very lass merely refuse to kill her child...
Yes...
For...
Indeed...
She refused to surrender the boy...
Even so, as his very skin turned itself to purple...
Yes...
Indeed...
Did she refuse to surrender to her grief...
Yes...
And so...
Twas as the very rumours grew...
Twas as the very men and women soon came upon her...
Even so, of fear of their very own children...
Indeed...
Did they request of the child's life...
And thereof...
Why...
Did this very lass make a daring decision...
Yes...
For...
Indeed...
Did the very lass soon declare...
That she would find herself and her child...
Outside of the village...
Yes...
For...
Indeed...
Did the very lass refuse to allow her child's death...
Yes...
Why...
Twas of her lips....
"Nay! I shan't quit!"
Indeed...
She would merely tarry...
Even so, upon the woods...
Of herself...
And her very own child...
A daring word, I may say...
For...
Indeed...
Did the very woman...
Lack even so the very most basic of skills...
To survive in one such a wood...
Yes...
Hmmm?
Why...
Yes...
Twas a terrible tale, I would say...
Hmmm?
Why...
Twas I and my partner...
Still on the hunt for the very witch...
For...
Indeed...
Was the very crooked woman...
Fully far from the very village...
Yes...
Hmmm?
Oh dear...
Time again?
Oh my...
And of that...
Why...
That simply won't do...
To leave you without a proper ending to this tale...
Yes...
Why...
Tis my fault...
I do apologise, dear reader...
However...
Indeed...
As before...
I shall continue...
******
Yes...
Ahem...
Now then, where did I leave the very two of us...
Ah, yes...
Twas the very departure...
Of the young lass...
On her very own...
To the woods...
Even so, with a sickly son...
And of that...
Horribly lacking...
Of the very skills to survive one such encounter...
Yes...
For...
Indeed...
Did the woods hold many a peril...
Yes...
Wild beasts that did chase her...
Even of...
Twas as she sat that she found herself narrowly avoiding the very grasp of a grave-tail...
Hmmm?
Ohohoho...
Tis a good thing indeed, dear reader...
That you find yourself remembering...
Yes...
And of that...
Indeed...
Did the young lady narrowly survive...
Why...
Even so...
Did her very child cry...
For...
Indeed...
Twas a troublesome and cold night...
Yes...
Why...
Even so, was the mother at her very heart's end...
For...
Indeed...
Did tears fall from her very eyes...
Even so, as she held her child at a river bank...
With many an herb and concotion...
The very hope of her heart...
To merely save her very child...
Yes...
Even so...
As she failed yet again...
Did the very lass hold her child to her arms...
A child wrought of wrong...
Nay...
A mother and child, wrought of wrong...
That the very pair...
Did fail to commit...
For...
Indeed...
Twas neitherbof the two deserving...
Yes...
Twas then...
That the very lass soon found herself and her very own child...
Nay...
Did she do this upon herself...
Even and in spite of her many troubles...
Did she hold her sickly boy...
And hold him close to her very side...
Yes...
And of that...
Indeed...
Did she weep, and sleep...
And before...
Yes...
Did her very lips utter...
"Nay! I shan't quit!"
Indeed...
Even so, unto all of the pain in her heart...
Of loss...
Of fear...
Of hurt...
Of loneliness...
Even of, of hopelessness...
Did the very lass refute surrender...
And thereof...
Indeed...
Did the child miraculously heal...
Yes...
Did the very purple skin that found itself upon him...
Merely vanish...
Indeed...
Twas a miracle...
Hmmm?
Why...
Of course...
Twas no miracle...
For...
Indeed...
Twas then that I and my partner...
Had landed the finishing blow unto the witch..
Yes...
Twas at that very moment...
And of it...
Why...
Did I and my partner find the woman upon the river bank...
Sleeping soundly upon the sound of gushing water...
Yes...
Twas a sound sight...
Indeed...
Why...
My partner imagined her a stray mermaid...
A funny proposal, wouldn't you say...
For...
Indeed...
Did the very maiden find herself in a strange place thereof...
Yes...
Why...
Tis a strang thing...
To find one with child...
Even so, one with child who lacks the ability to fight...
To merely lie upon the very wilds...
In danger of sudden death...
Yes...
And of it, ...
Indeed...
Did the young lady soon arise at my partner's words...
And even so...
Were the very tales soon to converge...
Yes...
Why...
Twas a joyous sight, I may say...
For...
Indeed...
Did the maiden fail to speak...
Even so unto us...
For her very words were only those of elation...
For the very joy she felt...
Upon the sight of her own child...
Yes...
For...
Indeed...
Was his skin fine...
And of his health...
Was he fully healed...
Why...
For a moment...
Did the very woman find her tears to be responsible...
Humans, I must say...
A very fascinating group you find yourselves to be...
Yes...
Such interesting minds that do fall upon you...
And thereof...
Why...
Did I and my partner...
Soon carry the young lass to her very own village...
Yes...
Twas a glorious sight, I may say...
The very fulfilment of things...
For...
Indeed...
Twas as I thought to say...
Yes...
Life may find itself so...
However...
Tis of my own eyes...
Yes...
Countless humans...
Who...
Even and so against odds...
Nay...
Even and so against odds that seemed unearned...
Through wrongful actions...
Indeed...
Did the very humans succeed...
Yes...
Through tenacity, grit...
And the mere refusal...
To give up...
Yes...
Did this very woman...
Nay...
Even so...
Did the many humans of my memory...
Find themselves victorious...
Even against the many horrors of life...
Yes...
And thereof...
Indeed...
Tis a very short ending of the tale...
Yes...
For...
Even as the lass was required of in her very own home...
Did the very tale of this mother...
Reach the ears of a certain king...
Yes...
And of that king...
Indeed...
Did he decide her suitable...
As a wife to one of his very own sons...
Yes...
And of that...
Why...
Twas the king of Vesturia...
Yes...
And thereof...
Indeed...
Do the very kings and queens thereof...
Why...
Even so the royal family...
Hail from the very blood of this lass...
Indeed...
Why...
Even so, was her very own son...
The next king of Vesturia...
For...
Indeed, dear reader...
Indeed...
Tis life...
And of those who may endure unto the very end...
Indeed...
Does life soon open its very treasures upon them...
Yes, dear reader...
Verily, I say unto you dear reader...
Verily...
Does a man find himself...
Nay...
Even so a woman...
Nay...
Even so a child...
Of greatness...
Should they endure...
The many trials that do suggest an opposition upon them...
Yes...
Indeed...
And of that, dear reader...
I must say...
Yes...
Refuse to surrender...
Indeed...
Do refuse to surrender...
Tis a fascinating tale, I must say...
Why...
The very story merely captivates me so...
Indeed...
Now then...
I suppose I may well end our time together here...
Yes...
For...
Indeed...
Do the very men and women of this world...
Find themselves of many a thing...
Do find yourself strong, dear reader...
Indeed...
Do find yourself strong...
And of that...
Indeed...
Do fail to surrender...
Yes...
Do chase your desires...
And fail to surrender...
