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Uncle's at it again.
Mar. 22nd, 2011 07:54 pm The shaman-usurper from the north sent a message through the air, demanding a conclave in order to discuss the lands he claimed. "For the unity of the clans," he said. "It is not proper for kin to be at war with each other."
We, of course, refused. The future fifteen-minute emperor does not deal with oathbreakers, and we have still not forgotten the betrayal that has caused our father to die of heartbreak and our mother be driven away to exile. We are also not interested in an alliance of the clans, only their swift and immediate destruction. They are no longer kin, and one day, when the empire has been built and strengthened, they will be driven away from those stolen lands.
But in the meantime, the fifteen-minute emperor must write eight more scrolls of five hundred words. This is how empires a built, after all, a word at a time.
We, of course, refused. The future fifteen-minute emperor does not deal with oathbreakers, and we have still not forgotten the betrayal that has caused our father to die of heartbreak and our mother be driven away to exile. We are also not interested in an alliance of the clans, only their swift and immediate destruction. They are no longer kin, and one day, when the empire has been built and strengthened, they will be driven away from those stolen lands.
But in the meantime, the fifteen-minute emperor must write eight more scrolls of five hundred words. This is how empires a built, after all, a word at a time.
