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A little girl skips in from the east.
A little fae girl nods solemnly, kneeling before the Tree of Trees.
The Thistle Child, a little fae girl says, "Oh... We're here..."
The Thistle Child, a little fae girl sighs softly, and lifts her arms above her
head.
The Tree of Trees begins to shift and shake as a terrible, ethereal wind rises
around it. A cold, moaning scream echoes deep within the growing winds, silenced
by beams of argent light that pour outwards.
Branches swaying and leaves being sent astray in the pulling winds, a single
limb seems to delicately stretch down and pushes itself harshly against a little
fae girl's forehead.
The Thistle Child, a little fae girl closes her eyes, moaning softly and
shifting as several branches reach out and grab at her, wrapping about her.
The winds swirl around the Thistle Child, a little fae girl and then shift
skyward, pulling the branches with them. A pale, ethereal light churns and
ripples the air about the Thistle Child, a little fae girl, before infusing
itself into the crown in her hands.
The Thistle Child, a little fae girl says, "I am ready. It is time that we end
the touch of Celestia, once and for all. This is my duty, for the Faethorn and
all Fae."
Interlude - traveling to the Land of Flesh and Blood
Raziela, the Loving Radience screams in agony as she pulls against the pulsing
ooze that binds her as several of her half-healed wounds rupture.
Raziela, the Loving Radience exclaims, "No! Get away from me! The fae should
serve the Light, they need guidance and strength, not to be wild but to live in
the love of the Light!"
The Thistle Child, a little fae girl says, "This must be done, to protect the
Fae..."
The Thistle Child, a little fae girl rises up to her full height, tilting back
her head as she begins to sing a haunting and ethereal song.
A haunting melody drifts down the fleshy passages, causing them to shudder and
contract in apparent agony.
Screaming and pulling away from the girl, Raziela tugs and yanks against her
bondings. Several cords of the pulsing slime snap and peel away, ripping ivory
flesh from her body.
The Thistle Child, a little fae girl raises her voice higher, ethereal wisps of
energy whipping about her, brushing against the broken skin of the captured
Supernal.
Cupping both of her hands before her, the Thistle Child, a little fae girl
places her chin at the edge of her palms, singing softly across them.
The haunting melody causes your fleshy surroundings to spasm and shudder, its
wordless, ethereal beauty resounding deep within your heart.
The Thistle Child, a little fae girl tilts her hands back as the song fades from
her lips yet hangs in the air. Blowing softly into her cupped fingers she parts
the bottom, sending wisps of ethereal energy out towards Raziela.
Twisting and screaming in struggle, Raziela pulls against the ethereal wisps and
the reverberating song, pulling backwards into the ooze and the pulsing walls.
Though first lazily floating towards Raziela, the ethereal energy lunges forward
and pierces her flesh. Unholy screams of pain echo in your ears and threaten
your very being, matched with the haunting rhythm of the lingering song.
The haunting song crescendos into a lilting and wild beat, its slow and soft
melody dissipating into the beautiful chaos of the music, as an emerald glow
erupts around Raziela, enveloping her.
Suddenly the glow pulls inwards, compacting and drawing into itself. As your
vision clears, Raziela hangs limply from several pulsing and clinging tendrils
of living black ooze, physically exhausted. Up and down her right arm crawls a
thick series of thorns, digging deeply into her flesh. Several scarlet roses
blossom from the vine, glowing with vibrant beauty.
Raziela, the Loving Radience breaks down and sobs uncontrollably.
Raziela, the Loving Radience exclaims, "Why?!"
Raziela, the Loving Radience breaks down and sobs uncontrollably.
Raziela, the Loving Radience exclaims, "What did I ever do to the Fae?!"
Raziela, the Loving Radience says, "Why did you do this to me?"
Raziela, the Loving Radience breaks down and sobs uncontrollably.
The Thistle Child, a little fae girl exclaims, "Never again will Raziela harm
the fae!"
The Thistle Child, a little fae girl says, "Raziela has now been marked, and
bound to faethorn."
Interlude - a Celestian trying to kill the fae girl and the return to Faethorn
Queen Maeve of the Fae says, "Thank you, Serenwilde. Glomdoring."
Queen Maeve of the Fae says, "With Raziela marked, the Fae have no fear of her
anymore."
Queen Maeve of the Fae says, "She will always be a Supernal."
Queen Maeve of the Fae says, "But she now has a... painful reminder of her
ordeal."
Queen Maeve of the Fae says, "And with the Song of Ail'Fae manifest upon her..."
Queen Maeve of the Fae says, "She will no longer be able to harm them."
Cheers of fae rain down upon the Prime Material, the wind carrying word of the
Thornroot.
