At the sight of the serried ranks of the Legion deploying one cannot help but to be filled with pride. Pride to have such champions to make war for us. Pride to be able to stand in the company of such giants. Pride to be here, at the returning of the Last True Son.
But I found that beneath my pride lay a fear to which I would not give voice in the company of my hosts for to do so would have been quite unbecoming. For on each occasion I found myself upon the observation gallery regarding Maka'ala, Ikaika or any of the other Argyntum Stellæ in who's company I had spent time as they swore oaths of moment upon the dispersal deck, I could not help but fear that perhaps this might be the last time I would see them among the living.
For every rule, an exception as the Scrivencers might say and in this case they were not far wrong. To this day, I remain unsure as to what I might have done that invited such displeasure from the Kapihe known as Riverhead and though I wish I had not offended him so, I confess that I would not have shed tears were he to return from an undertaking upon his shield.
But I digress. I like to imagine that my fondness for them was not frailty. That as I came to know them as more than warriors it was inevitable to worry for their safety, that that despite their augmentations and fearsome reputation it was only human. But as I dwelled upon this each time, I found myself posed a question I that daresay we might not wish be answered - would they mourn us as do them?
Illiatariu. C., Rememberancier Documantist Minoris. To Walk Among Demigods. A Treatise Upon The Nature of The Argyntum Stellae., Published 863.M33, Sector Heliopolis, Segmentum Pacificus.
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