January 23rd, 2006


Drabble: Mourning Glory (Illyria)

Thanks to everyone leaving me Birthday Wishes so far, hesadevil and calove for the cards, lillianmorgan(Tentacles!), calove (2xtentacles) and hesadevilspike (Drogyn!) for the drabbles and fic. I have an embarassment of riches.

If I've left anyone out, I will get back to you - my lunch break isn't long enough!

I've done my own drabble. Illyria again:

Mourning Glory by Bogwitch

In the Demon Age, Illyria shone, her light brighter than a thousand suns. Glory was everything; supremacy was absolute. She was hard and strong, feared and adored, worshiped and hated. Many tried to destroy her, many perished.

The world is no less turbulent now than she remembers. War still rages, empires still rise and fall, blood is still spilt in the pursuit of power and wealth. Death stalks. Yet the Age of Men remains her prison. She’s diminished; pushed into a mortal’s shell. Her eternal life will be no more.

She’ll die here and this time no one will remember.