Feyvil | The Second Dream
The Second Dream
Feyvil Town, Lordym of Feyvil
It had been four months since the 126th Council of the Parintalia had come to a close, and it was now the 27th of January, which meant that tomorrow was the first of February; and the preparations for one of the largest annual festivals, and one of only a very few that was celebrated in nearly every Bouneye community, no matter where they were or what type they were, would begin. In Feyvil, this festival would be lower-key than usual, as the town was still recovering from the disastrous flood that had occured in mid-September.
One major change to the village in the past few months was the completion of a small landing pad, to service Feyvil Town; it would not be the only location in Feyvil capable of servicing spacecraft for long though.
Since the extreme cold of the Lordym of Criznelkart was not favorable for certain things at the White Hills Science Labratory (especially the antimatter reactors, whose containment units did not take well to the cold and had to be shut down to avoid yet another antimatter annilhation disaster), Mighty-lord Shuromin, with Lord Hako's approval, opened the first section of a large research facility, located not far from the remains of the former Feyvil Antimatter Research Plant. Despite Hako's approval of the project, many of Lord Hako's counselors, not to mention nearly all the other townsfolk, were firmly against it, as they still regarded the area with the uttermost fear, and dreaded to go near the spot, as Lowland tradition held that the spirit a Bouneye who died a violent death would haunt the area where it died for 500 years before finally being able to pass on to the Blessed Realms. Because of their fear of the ghosts of the 7,000 Bouneyes who were vaporized in the explosion of the FARP four decades ago, few Feyvillians worked at the site, most of the workers instead coming from the White Hill Lordyms.
In the afternoon, Lord Hako decided to take a swim in Lake Gathil to cool off, as it had been a hard day working to prepare the fields for the sowing of the crops, which would take place in a few days. The field preparation was taking longer than normal this year, as the agricultural fields had been greatly expanded. The reason for doing this was to enable them to produce enough food for all the current inhabitants of the Lordym of Feyvil, as well as the inhabitants that would soon come.
As night fell across the landscape, Lord Hako returned to his tunnel, the entrance to which was located under the rope bridge that crossed over the far end of Inlat Row, where many of the oldest tunnels in the town were located. As he entered the chamber reserved for him, his companions, and also his youngest children, who hadn't moved into their own tunnels yet, and hopped into his soft bed of dried Parintalia leaves, he had a sense of foreboding, and of approaching danger. He could not pinpoint the source, which fustrated him, as he could usually pinpoint the source of whatever was troubling him when premonitions like these came. Thus, it had been an especially hard blow for him when the sudden rainstorm came, as he prided himself on being able to predict such events. As he mused on what could possibly be going on, he fell asleep. But sleep was worse than waking...
As he slept, he dreamed that he was on the roof of what seemed to be a very tall tower, situated high in the mountains. Snow was falling all around him, and as he stared far into the distance, he caught a glimpse of what every Hillbunny had heard about, and which every last one of them feared more than ten thousand ghosts: the vast stretches of the Forbidden Swamp, where the Terrors of the East dwelt. As he turned to survey his more immediate surroundings, he found that there was someone else next to him. It took a moment before he recognized her, as she looked much older. It was Lord Oscura, but not the Oscura that he remembered from the Council. Her beautiful brown fur was now unkempt and rough, and she wore strange robes made of some unknown material, replacing the garments woven of Alissur that she was wearing during the Council. At her side hung a blaster, and also a strange metallic tube, the purpose of which he could not guess. He looked down at himself, and found himself to be attired and armed in a similar fashion. He continued to look around, and, to his surprise, the tower's roof was not small, as he had initally guessed, nor was it the highest point of the tower. A tall, thin spire portruded from the central part of the roof, and arose into the clouds, which he now noticed were quite close to him. He heard the sound of battle far below him.
Suddenly, his attention was diverted by a loud clanking sound coming from behind him, and he quickly whirled around to see what was going on, and saw that one of the roof panels had slid aside, and three figures were rising out through the hole. The first two figures were like nothing he had seen before, and everything was strange about them, from their skin color (they had no fur), to their great height, to their attire, to what were apparently their weapons; they each bore two strange weapons that could have been some type of axe, except for the fact that the heads were crisscrossed with hundreds of wires.
The third figure was far more unsettling than the other two, unsettling though they were. He wore a dark brown cloak which covered nearly his entire body, so that only his eyes - strangely glowing ones, he thought - and his hands could be seen. They were obviously Bouneye hands, which meant that this creature, at least, was a Bouneye, while the other two didn't look like anything near to one. The fur on cloaked figure's hands/paws was light brown in color. Lord Hako suddenly noticed that he was holding a metallic tube, similar in appearance to the ones posessed by himself and Lord Oscura. Suddenly, Oscura spoke.
Lord Oscura: So, this is it then.
She then reached to her belt, and swiftly detached the metallic tube from it. She then held it up and pressed a small button located on it. With a sudden snap and a hiss, a brilliant orange beam of light emerged from the tube, which he now took to be some sort of handle for a weapon. Suddenly, he realized that he had seen this beam of light before. It was in his dream. The one he had had five months ago. Suddenly, he remembered. These two strange creatures that were standing next to the cloaked Bouneye were of the same race as those who had attacked Feyvil in his previous dream.
He was snapped out of his reverie by the sound of the cloaked figure saying something to the two others, who were apparently his subordinates. Although he did not know the language in which it was uttered, he somehow understood exactly what he was saying.
Cloaked Bouneye: Kill them.
At this, the two tall creatures pulled out their axes and flipped a switch on each of them, causing the axes to glow ever so slightly with a bluish color, and they crackled ever so often. Apparently, the axes had just been electrified. The cloaked Bouneye hesitated for an instant, giving him time to pull out his own tube and press the button he found on it, which, after a snap-hissing sound similar to that which came from Oscura's weapon, caused a yellow beam of light to beam from it. As soon as he saw this, the cloaked figure held out his tube and pressed the button, and a beam of green light, substantially longer than the beams of Hako and Oscura, emerged from it. For a moment, time seemed to stand still as the five stared at each other. Suddenly, Lord Oscura let out a cry.
Lord Oscura: For Nordan!
She then charged at the three of them, waving her weapon. Hako, after a moment's hesitation, ran after her, although he had no idea of what to do once he actually reached the three apparent enemies, who had already surrounded Oscura. Suddenly, some other power seemed to take over his movements, and he fought with a skill that was unmatched by either of the axe-wielders alone, powerful though they were. However, working together, they managed to seperate him from Oscura, who, as she was dueling alone against the cloaked Bouneye, was being pushed nearer and nearer to the pit from which these enemies had arisen. For his part, they were forcing him to take a step back with every other blow. He knew that he was getting near to the edge of the tower's roof, although he had no time to look back. Soon, he had his back to the guardrail, and was desperately parrying blows from the two creatures. He decided to do something unexpected to try to even the numbers. He suddenly leaped into the air a few meters, and came down on the other side of them. He swung his blade at them, but they were faster than he expected, and he only managed to cleave the grip of one of the axes in half, deactivating it.
Hako was now being forced back to the guardrail again, and the creatures renewed their attack with increased vigor. Suddenly, one of them, the one who had just had one of his axes destroyed, suddenly screamed loudly, dropped his weapon, and dropped to the ground, dead. As the creature collapsed, Hako saw Lord Oscura standing behind where the being had just stood, light-beam weapon in her hand. Not too far behind her, the cloaked Bouneye lay on the ground, incapacitated by Oscura. She gave a quick nod to him just before turning on the remaining figure, who had now adopted a more defensive position. After a few short minutes, Oscura cut off his left arm, and before he had a chance to react, Lord Hako plunged his blade into the creatures' chest, killing him instantly.
Now that the fight was over, Lord Hako looked around, and was surprised to see that the cloaked figure was no longer lying where he was just a few minutes ago. As he looked around, searching for a sign of where he could have gone on to, he heard a shriek from behind. He turned around just in time to see the cloaked figure, now having fully recovered himself, withdraw his blade from Lord Oscura. Immediately after he did so, she collapsed to the ground in a heap.
Lord Hako: YOU KILLED HER!!!
Hako lost control of his emotions, and filled with anger, launched a furious attack on the cloaked Bouneye. However, he was stronger than he thought, and soon, it was he who was on the retreat, barely able to parry each of the figure's blows, and never able to strike one himself. Suddenly, his blade flew out of his hand and up into the gloomy clouds above. Before he knew what was going on, he found himself flying backwards, and after what seemed like an eternity, he crashed with a sudden thud into the guardrail at the edge of the tower. The cloaked Bouneye walked up to him and stared at him for what seemed like ages. Hako felt as if he was trying to bore a hole into him with his eyes. Suddenly, the figure let out a sigh. Then he spoke, not in a strange, unintellingible language, but High Bouneyan, the language of the Northern Hills.
Cloaked Bouneye: Hello, Hako.
Hako recognised that voice at once. Utter shock, amazement, anger, and horror all at once overwhelmed him, and he let out a yell.
Lord Hako: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Suddenly, he woke up. Many of his children were gathered around him, staring in confusion. One of them, his youngest daughter, Marya, spoke up.
Marya: Daddy?
That's all for now! Please come again for the next episode of Boneila: History!
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