Power

Our world is full of dreams, stories and rumors. Each of us, be it fable or human, act according to the motto eat or be eaten. This is the wrong place to make friends. You shouldn't trust or love anyone. Even the loved ones ultimately turn out to be traitors. One wrong step, one wrong word and you no longer exist. Our world was okay about a hundred and twenty years ago. The fables stayed to themselves, as did the people. But at some point everything got out of hand. It started with the insane idea people have to choose someone from among their number to follow. They wanted order, someone to guide them and show them the right way. This is how the monarchy came into being in our world and at the same time its downfall. Having lived in this world for two hundred years, I have had to see this change. But it was my own fault.

"Ashram, we would be ready then", I hear Gillis' voice behind my door.

I have to force myself to get up from my bed. Taking a deep breath, I look at the wooden door from which the knock just came. My gaze wanders from the door to the stone wall and I feel brief relief that the cold season is over for the time being. In the time until the fire is finally lit, you have the feeling of freezing to death. The second knock gets me out of my thoughts again. The conversation we are about to have will not be easy. The rumor that the king had announced war now reached our castle. We all have to be ready, and most importantly, we all have to drum up. But the thought of all the trouble that is still to come increases the longing for my bed, for rest. When I open the door, walk briefly through the petrified hallway and enter the brightly lit room in which all my allies are sitting, I sit at the head of the large stone table. Through the window you can see the sun setting under the Drachenberg. There is a short silence and no one stirs until I start to speak.

"Thank you all for being there."

That's the first thing I say, now it's so far to get started. I look every one of my friends in the eye. I try to identify fear or distrust. But I am relieved to see that everyone looks at me confidently.

“King Lennard is on his guard. Does anyone have any idea what they are afraid of? ”I ask out loud and look around.

“It is rumored that he has lost something, something valuable,” says Tjard and now all eyes are on him.

I nod in agreement and look into Bahar's dark red eyes.

"Bahar, would you be so kind and tell us, to refresh our memories, the story of the strongest animal of peace?" I ask her nicely.

“Sure, if you insist,” she says naturally and closes her eyes.

“Our planet was born more than a thousand years ago. Mother Univers has looked after her and taken care of her. It grew and was given abundant gifts such as earth, water and light. At some point our Ána felt lonely and she created three living beings that are similar to all of us. There were no people, no animals, and no fable either. But there were two male and one female beings. They too grew and became more and more like us. Ána gave them knowledge, voice and feelings. They got to know more and more of Natura, they began to communicate with each other, until the feelings also kicked in. Joy, love and jealousy ruled them. Baldwin and Jeno developed feelings for Cyra, and they both loved her. Over time, Cyra's belly got bigger and bigger and Ána made it clear to them that she was pregnant. That was an extremely new situation for Cyra, she never would have thought that a being could grow up in her stomach. There were feelings of love and joy in her. But that passed quickly when Cyra was asked who the child was from, because both men answered. Our earth Ána got angry, couldn't believe that her children were so shabby. The child stole her from Cyra and as punishment she cursed all three. Now Baldwin, Jeno and Cyra live on as our three moons in the sky. Baldwin, the moon of peace. Jenö, the moon of death and Cyra, the moon of resurrection, ”she says.

"What happened to the child Bahar?" I ask her a little impatiently and she looks at me helplessly, someone else quickly answers for her.

“It is said that Ána hid the baby in an egg so that no one could break it. The egg would open itself when the time came for someone to try to kill Ána. So it would be the strongest being that ever existed and rightly point everyone again, ”says Indigo, also a friend of the circle.

Now it is quiet and nobody says anything. Everyone is lost in thought and imagines the strong form of the being. 

“The forefathers of King Lennard were looking for this egg for years,” I begin and lightly drum my fingers on the table. “He actually found it in the end. I can't say for sure whether it was the right egg. But there is a rumor that the egg could neither be broken nor burned, it was indestructible. "

"How come?" Asks Bahar with a frown.

"Because he lost the egg," I answer loudly and have to keep from laughing.  

I can feel the shocked looks of my allies. Tjard chuckles to himself while Indigo puts his hand on his forehead in a shameful way.

“King Lennard just lost something that he and his ancestor had been looking for for years?” Kayla asks suspiciously.

“Maybe it fled from him,” jokes Tjard with a smile.

"What was he going to do with the egg?", Now Gillis reports and he sounds concerned.

I look dissatisfied out of the window from which the sky has already become clearly dark. Thanks to the three moons, enough light is donated in the black night.

"What beautiful? He wants to have the being on his side and then kill the magician and us, ”I answer of course and shrug my shoulders indifferently.

It is not new that the king is trying to bring power to his side. Only people obey him and that stinks a lot to him. He wants the fables on his side, but the magician has clearly told him not to hope for it. And now the egg comes into play. If he should really manage to open the egg and get the being on his side, then we are all doomed.

"You want us to look for the egg," notes Bahar.

“Yes, and when you've found it, we have to make it go away. As the legend says, when the time of war really comes, the egg will open by itself, ”I tell them.