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<blockquote data-quote="Twin Rose" data-source="post: 3017398" data-attributes="member: 2765"><p>An end of all worlds was assumed to be inevitable--the final conflict on the </p><p>horizon between the gods and their many enemies would be more than enough to </p><p>wipe creation clean of all existence, but one man who grew weary of war </p><p>decided to see if he could make a difference ...</p><p></p><p>The Quest For Peace</p><p>a literary serial by Saab Lofton</p><p></p><p>Episode One</p><p></p><p>Whereas every member of his lineage has left at least one son behind before </p><p>dying with honor, Einheri was too busy filling every waking moment with good </p><p>deeds of charity to bed down a fair maiden. For a Viking, Einheri was ahead </p><p>of his time in that he abstained from the post-battle pillaging his peers </p><p>usually wallowed in like pigs in slop and instead chose to steer women, </p><p>children and the elderly clear of any bloodshed. He tread lightly whenever a </p><p>temple was in his path--even if it was based on a faith other than his--and </p><p>always made sure to share whatever could be spared with the poor.</p><p></p><p>As a result of the austere life he led, Einheri was the last of his line. </p><p>Most of his comrades-in-arms smirked at this whenever it happened to come up </p><p>and they often joked about how he'd be better off as a cleric (that is, of </p><p>course, when his superior officers weren't chastising him for putting the </p><p>evacuation of innocents ahead of gaining territory). However, the snide </p><p>comments usually subsided whenever Einheri's prowess with a sword shone for </p><p>all to see ...</p><p></p><p>On such an occasion, a storm with bulbous clouds, swirling winds, a hint of </p><p>rain and the echo of thunder enveloped the skyscape--a sign that Thor or </p><p>even Odin himself was watching from on high. Down below, splashes of blood </p><p>darkened the green grass Einheri stood his ground on. The hill his superiors </p><p>had insisted they defend became more and more surrounded--as if two soldiers </p><p>sprang forth from every body he sliced open. Given his known contempt for </p><p>authority, Einheri would've let the hill be taken had his young subordinate </p><p>not fallen. The boy was barely strong enough to hold a sword above his head </p><p>and had no business there or in any other battlefield, but since he'd been </p><p>cut down and was too wounded to run, Einheri kept him alive while waiting </p><p>for reinforcements. Unfortunately, those who would've otherwise came to </p><p>their aid were too consumed with berserker fury to notice them.</p><p></p><p>Then there was a point when, at first, it seemed as though the boy was </p><p>trying to get Einheri's attention yet again to see if the time was right to </p><p>retreat and regroup, but it wasn't. No, Einheri instead caught a brief, </p><p>faint glimpse of the face of a woman when he risked turning his head from </p><p>the battle at hand and wondered what such a beauty was doing on that blood </p><p>soaked hill ...</p><p></p><p>... and suddenly, Einheri found himself wondering why were none of his </p><p>swings connecting with any of the ever-approaching combatants. He let out an </p><p>anguished cry as they swarmed and trampled over the boy he was </p><p>protecting--but then fell silent when they literally ran right through him!</p><p></p><p>Einheri felt something yank him from behind until he had a bird's eye view </p><p>of the enemy soldiers and soon of the entire hill he went through so much </p><p>over. A series of horns were heard bellowing off in the distance and Einheri </p><p>was stunned by what he saw happening all around him: Valkryies--the warrior </p><p>maidens of Vahalla--were flying on winged horses and carrying the spirits of </p><p>his fallen comrades (as well as those from the opposing camp) just as a bird </p><p>of prey would scoop a carcase back to its nest.</p><p></p><p>"My name is Vara," said the Valkyrie who threw him across her saddle with </p><p>all the ease a child would fling a rag doll aside with. "Don't worry, I </p><p>won't drop you off in the underworld, you're going to Valhalla!"</p><p></p><p>Once Einheri got over his initial shock, he finally found his voice: "So, it </p><p>seems, are the bastards who just tried to kill me--"</p><p></p><p>"--and succeeded ..." Vara interrupted.</p><p></p><p>"--then what difference did I make by leading an honorable life," Einheri </p><p>continued without missing a beat, "if any warrior is worthy of Valhalla?"</p><p></p><p>"Sadly, none." Vara frowned a bit. "Gotterdammerung is coming and Odin needs </p><p>as many as possible by his side when it happens. In fact, as you'll find </p><p>out, the High Father actually prefers enemies to be in close quarters. Since </p><p>fights inevitably break out between them, they stay in good shape tearing </p><p>each other apart and become better warriors as a result."</p><p></p><p>Sure enough, just as Vara said--after an unimaginably enormous </p><p>feast--everyone in Valhalla paired off and began killing each all over </p><p>again. Only this time, now that everyone was dead, their bodies instantly </p><p>healed from whatever injuries were inflicted upon them. Over and over again, </p><p>severed limbs and even heads grew back as if they were merely bubbles of </p><p>mead. Before long, the whole affair became more and more like an affront to </p><p>Einheri. After years of fighting for honor and country, it seemed that </p><p>fighting in and of itself was ultimately futile in the grand scheme of </p><p>things.</p><p></p><p>Storming through the sea of bodies hurling themselves at each other, Einheri </p><p>managed to find Vara amidst all the chaos and demanded to see Odin, the king </p><p>of the gods.</p><p></p><p>"The High Father only talks to other gods," Vara laid a consoling hand on </p><p>Einheri's shoulder. "He'd never grant you an audience. Would you like me to </p><p>pass a message along to him?"</p><p></p><p>"Yes," Einheri narrowed his eyes in determination. "There has to be </p><p>something better than this ... I don't care what it's going to take, </p><p>Gotterdammerung cannot be allowed to occur!"</p><p></p><p>Copyright © Saab Lofton, 2006</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Twin Rose, post: 3017398, member: 2765"] An end of all worlds was assumed to be inevitable--the final conflict on the horizon between the gods and their many enemies would be more than enough to wipe creation clean of all existence, but one man who grew weary of war decided to see if he could make a difference ... The Quest For Peace a literary serial by Saab Lofton Episode One Whereas every member of his lineage has left at least one son behind before dying with honor, Einheri was too busy filling every waking moment with good deeds of charity to bed down a fair maiden. For a Viking, Einheri was ahead of his time in that he abstained from the post-battle pillaging his peers usually wallowed in like pigs in slop and instead chose to steer women, children and the elderly clear of any bloodshed. He tread lightly whenever a temple was in his path--even if it was based on a faith other than his--and always made sure to share whatever could be spared with the poor. As a result of the austere life he led, Einheri was the last of his line. Most of his comrades-in-arms smirked at this whenever it happened to come up and they often joked about how he'd be better off as a cleric (that is, of course, when his superior officers weren't chastising him for putting the evacuation of innocents ahead of gaining territory). However, the snide comments usually subsided whenever Einheri's prowess with a sword shone for all to see ... On such an occasion, a storm with bulbous clouds, swirling winds, a hint of rain and the echo of thunder enveloped the skyscape--a sign that Thor or even Odin himself was watching from on high. Down below, splashes of blood darkened the green grass Einheri stood his ground on. The hill his superiors had insisted they defend became more and more surrounded--as if two soldiers sprang forth from every body he sliced open. Given his known contempt for authority, Einheri would've let the hill be taken had his young subordinate not fallen. The boy was barely strong enough to hold a sword above his head and had no business there or in any other battlefield, but since he'd been cut down and was too wounded to run, Einheri kept him alive while waiting for reinforcements. Unfortunately, those who would've otherwise came to their aid were too consumed with berserker fury to notice them. Then there was a point when, at first, it seemed as though the boy was trying to get Einheri's attention yet again to see if the time was right to retreat and regroup, but it wasn't. No, Einheri instead caught a brief, faint glimpse of the face of a woman when he risked turning his head from the battle at hand and wondered what such a beauty was doing on that blood soaked hill ... ... and suddenly, Einheri found himself wondering why were none of his swings connecting with any of the ever-approaching combatants. He let out an anguished cry as they swarmed and trampled over the boy he was protecting--but then fell silent when they literally ran right through him! Einheri felt something yank him from behind until he had a bird's eye view of the enemy soldiers and soon of the entire hill he went through so much over. A series of horns were heard bellowing off in the distance and Einheri was stunned by what he saw happening all around him: Valkryies--the warrior maidens of Vahalla--were flying on winged horses and carrying the spirits of his fallen comrades (as well as those from the opposing camp) just as a bird of prey would scoop a carcase back to its nest. "My name is Vara," said the Valkyrie who threw him across her saddle with all the ease a child would fling a rag doll aside with. "Don't worry, I won't drop you off in the underworld, you're going to Valhalla!" Once Einheri got over his initial shock, he finally found his voice: "So, it seems, are the bastards who just tried to kill me--" "--and succeeded ..." Vara interrupted. "--then what difference did I make by leading an honorable life," Einheri continued without missing a beat, "if any warrior is worthy of Valhalla?" "Sadly, none." Vara frowned a bit. "Gotterdammerung is coming and Odin needs as many as possible by his side when it happens. In fact, as you'll find out, the High Father actually prefers enemies to be in close quarters. Since fights inevitably break out between them, they stay in good shape tearing each other apart and become better warriors as a result." Sure enough, just as Vara said--after an unimaginably enormous feast--everyone in Valhalla paired off and began killing each all over again. Only this time, now that everyone was dead, their bodies instantly healed from whatever injuries were inflicted upon them. Over and over again, severed limbs and even heads grew back as if they were merely bubbles of mead. Before long, the whole affair became more and more like an affront to Einheri. After years of fighting for honor and country, it seemed that fighting in and of itself was ultimately futile in the grand scheme of things. Storming through the sea of bodies hurling themselves at each other, Einheri managed to find Vara amidst all the chaos and demanded to see Odin, the king of the gods. "The High Father only talks to other gods," Vara laid a consoling hand on Einheri's shoulder. "He'd never grant you an audience. Would you like me to pass a message along to him?" "Yes," Einheri narrowed his eyes in determination. "There has to be something better than this ... I don't care what it's going to take, Gotterdammerung cannot be allowed to occur!" Copyright © Saab Lofton, 2006 [/QUOTE]
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