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Mar 25 2008

Remember Me…

This will be my 4K Post on the Garden such as it is…

I’ve been thinking about Tail… My other self as a Succubi and trying to put into words just how she came to be and why things turned out the way they did for her… This is sort of an opening into what she came from and how it fits together in the Mythos of my Succubi…

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I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don’t let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories

It was night in The Realm. A quiet time for reflection and remembering. A chance to sit down and think about all of what had been and want might still to be…

And to remember promises made.

On the white sandy beach that trickled around the shores of the Lake, a single solitary figure sat quietly contemplating her life.

Her toes were in the edge of the waters of the shoreline there. The sapphire blue waters bringing warmth to her as her eyes looked out far into the waters…

And the tears that slowly came from them as she remembered…

She sighed a little as her toes dug a little deeper into the sand. Her chin on her arms as they rested on her knees… Her fiery red hair cascading over her face and shoulders… Her long black tail laying on the sand unmoving…

And just occasionally above the soft murmur of the waves breaking on the shore around her, a sigh of sadness from her lips…

From behind her there was a soft rustling and then a voice said to her, “Don’t do this to yourself. You know that it won’t change the past. You did what you had to do and that is all there is.”

She didn’t look away from the lake as she answered, “I don’t believe it. I don’t believe that I had to do it. I… I could have made another choice. And I didn’t…”

That same voice asked her, “What can you do? What could you have done differently? You know what you are. You cannot help doing what you did. None of us can.”

Her eyes narrowed a bit, “We can. There has been enough of this from them. We have to be apart from them. We have to learn to stand on our own. If we continue as we are there will be nothing of our kind but what they want us to be. I’ve done their bidding for the last time. There’s only one way to make sure that it will never happen again…”

She stood up then and took a step into the surf, the blue waters clinging to her legs in that step…

The voice asked her, “Do you understand what you are doing? You will be no more. You will never be again. Why do this?”

She turned then and looked back at the person behind her and for a moment almost changed her mind. But then she said with conviction, “Prophecy. I am needed for another. If I remain then her future will never be. It’s a good thing to save another’s hopes…”

The voice pleaded, “Please. Don’t do this.”

She allowed him a smile, “Can’t. Someone has to be the first to gamble on another way. I’ll willing…”

Before anything could stop her, she dove into the waters and began to swim out into the Lake putting distance between herself and the one she had been speaking to. She didn’t look back as she travelled further and further into the waters, the night fog rolling across the waves and taking her from view.

Then there was a clap of thunder and for a moment the waters churned violently before turning dead calm. As they would remain from that moment on in The Realm.

The last mark of her passing into the Lake, a single wave of black on the blue seas that rolled out from where she had disappeared off into the horizon beyond and back towards the shore before disappearing after a single wave touched the shoreline…

And left behind was the King knowing that his only Sister was gone forever… Her name never to be spoken again…

In the Royal Castle there was the sound of a child crying…

The King returned to the Castle from the Lake where he had failed to stop her. He knew the prophecy and that now all of them were on a path that could not be stopped.

He entered their bedroom, and for a moment marveled at his wife looking at their newborn Daughter. She was wrapped in a white blanket, her green eyes open and looking at her parents in wonder. Tentatively at first, the tip of her red tail peeked out from the blanket before wrapping itself partly around the wrist of her Mother. Her red horns were small… Just barely there… But it was clear that she was a Succubi…

The King smiled at the scene before kissing his wife on the cheeks and sitting with her as she nursed their child…

In the Library of the Realm, a white tailed Succubi opened a new volume of the Book of the Succubi. The pages were blank for a moment and then in a flowing script the words appeared that were foretold by those that cared to read them…

She is the last and the first. There will not be another child born to our kind. There will be pain and loss. There will be change. There must be for the future. Her name is Tera. And she will be not like any Succubi that has ever been…

And within the newborn’s mind, a voice whispered to her, “Hello Tera… I’m Tail…

Weep not for the memories
Weep not for the memories

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