Great minds think alike. I actually wrote the following before I received your post. ----- The Legions of Spirit Prelude An Onagir Story Long and long ago, when the gods of the farm-men were different, a different tribe of farm-men lived by the shore of the middle sea. These men were builders and stacked great piles of stone for their rulers and gods to live. Their obeah set great stones in patterns that they might control the song. In their ignorance of the song, the farm-men obeah sought within the dreaming. They desired to stand outside the song that they might control it better. (Of course, to stand outside the song is to lose the song, but these farm-men obeah truly were that ignorant.) Within the Dreaming they sought, and so they found a tribe they thought would serve. These others had no bodies of their own, living only in the bodies of men. Such men gained great gifts, but lost reason and memory, for such was the food of these others. Some men fed the others on minds not their own, but all such eventually lost themselves to others. In time the builder-men woke their danger, but by that time the others had bred themselves to many hundreds. The war between these others and the builder-men lasted many-many seasons. Many of their stone piles were torn down. Many of their stone patterns were scattered. Families were torn apart and met in battle. In the end, the builder-men defeated the others. When the last of the others gathered, the builder-men struck against them and the others were prisoned until the builder-men recovered enough to slay them. Then, though, the builder-men turned against each other. Like a mammoth wounded to certain death but yet living, the battles between the others and the builder-men had slain the builder-men tribe. A few survivors fled into Onagir hands. Among us these survivors told their tale. The descendants of those who fled the builder-men live among us today. The rest of the builder-men died and trees grew to cover their stones. (to be continued) Jefferson (Exquaestio) http://www.picotech.net/~jeff_wilson63/rpg/Exq_Main.html ---------------------------------------------------------------- To unsubscribe, send mail to celandra-off@phoenyx.net.
