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When they were younger Aidan and Eithne had hated each other. They were half siblings, sharing a mother, so they’d had to spend some time together, but however short that time was it was still too long. Eventually it got to the point where they did actually avoid each other, until the end of Kalinia came. Losing their other siblings, and their fathers, and then their mother, had made them realise that the hatred they had for each other was totally pointless. Of course it hadn’t been until their respective fathers had passed on, fathers who had flamed the bad feelings between the two of them, because they’d both lost the woman – she had gone on, sensibly, to handfast a man that she loved, that she had five children with, who had accepted both Aidan and Eithne without even seeming to think about it, because they hadn’t cared anywhere near as much about bloodlines.
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Mairin didn’t need to answer the door to know who was out there. She’d been waiting for Bronwen since it was announced that the Queen had agreed to their plans to create more worlds. It was always going to take some time, as Bronwen would need to talk to Riordan, but they were all patient enough to be able to wait until she was ready for the conversation they were going to need to have. No one was entirely certain what was going to happen. Yet. When Bronwen stepped into the room Mairin knew that was going to change, because Bronwen had that look and Mairin wasn’t entirely certain she was ready for what she was going to learn. However it was also something she had been waiting for since they first stepped onto Athare, so knowing, finally, would be an immense relief, although it would place a huge weight on her shoulders as there was no doubt in her mind that she would be one of the chose race creators.
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Father had always thought it important that I didn’t take his mistakes out on my brother, the way the rest of the family did. Emrys didn’t chose to be born the child of two families who believed themselves to be enemies. He didn’t ask for my entire family to treat him like he had some sort of communicable disease, that, of course, meant that the other families treated him in very much the same way. The Gold family refused to accept he existed, even though he quite obviously did, and the woman who had borne him wasn’t permitted to see him at any time, or the man she loved. Instead they were both forced into other handfastings, in an attempt to fix the damage that had been caused by their relationship. I was born a year, to the day, after Emrys, which my grandparents believed was wonderful luck, because it meant they could celebrate on my brother’s birthday without it damaging them any more, and I hated that more than I came to hate them.
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Sitting with Bryn was nice. I did like him, even though he believed Emrys, and I enjoyed talking with him about the plans we each had for our worlds, because we seemed to think the same way. Aubrie told me, more than once, that I shouldn’t be fraternising with the enemy. Like everyone else I ignored her. Maybe she is right about Emrys, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to stop talking to the other creators. They believe him – so what? We want to make the Web as safe a place as possible for our races, so I don’t see that it’s exactly a bad thing that they do believe Emrys, as what he wants to do is make the Web safe. As far as I’m concerned the only reason she’s so annoyed is Emrys trying to talk her out of putting the Witches on Raenarin. He doesn’t believe the same things she does.
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After spending three hours talking with Riordan, and studying Emrys’ journals, Bryn had come to the conclusion that Janoch wasn’t going to cause too many problems. The other creators were still coming to terms with finding out that Emrys had been dreaming of Athare for decades, but Bryn had accepted it right from the beginning. It explained why Emrys had spent so much time alone and had become a permanent fixture in the family library. Eventually they’d got to the point where a bed had been put in there for him, even though no one could work out what he was doing. He’d spent days poring over the journals of old world creators, scribbling down notes, which amused people, because there was no chance of another Blue Queen any time soon, not after the mess that last one had made of everything. Bryn had always wondered if Emrys had known something they didn’t. He was mixed, Blue and Gold, with other families in his bloodline, so there was every possibility he might be Seeing their future.
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The World Walkers: Athare: Bronwen: Plans
Jul. 21st, 2014 09:02 amNo one knew how long the magic of Athare would last. It was a problem they’d all thought about, because leaving Kalinia had been hard enough. The Green who had created the door, Bronwen didn’t know his name, said that if they’d left it a few hours later he wasn’t certain he still would have been able to open the door. As it was they had a shorter time than expected to get everyone through it, which made things even more fraught, so even thinking about having to do it all over again terrified most of the fae, while the rest were trying to work out how to make certain that they wouldn’t. Unfortunately the plans they were making, the plans she had become a part of thanks to the work she had done with Riordan, were ones that she was certain the average fae would only accept until it became real. Once it became real…
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Like all of the creators Ianto felt the weight of being in charge of making at least one of the worlds, because no one knew how much magic Athare had. Their new home could have enough for them to live there for years, decades, centuries, or even millennia, like Kalinia, or there might not be enough for them to get through the next few days. Of course it didn’t help that everyone was still feeling the effects of what had happened before, so they might not know until it was too late that there was no magic left in the core of the world they’d chosen, and that was something no one liked to think about. Unfortunately it was something they couldn’t stop thinking about. Due to the elders’ belief that nothing was wrong, that things would sort themselves out, especially as Willow’s fae had left. it was almost too late when they did the same.
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World: Athare
Aug. 7th, 2013 01:58 pmLearn more about Athare (at my wiki)
Stories
Eithne: Creating the First Weaver
Riordan: The First World Walker
Lucille: Passing the Last Exam
Characters
Mab
Riordan
Bronwen
Eithne
Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.
