Some men are for a time and a season. They live their life and pass
into the next without many people even being aware of their existence. Other
men inspire, not only their generation, but many generations to come. This is a
tale of some who did just that. They led their people to greatness in their
day, and inspired greatness in many generations that followed.
This tale has been told as a bedtime story to many children in Taelis.
In fact, it was reduced to a fairy tale as the years passed. However, I, Zale
Kahlon, assure you that the tale is indeed true. Princess Brianna really lived,
young Bryon really did flee into the woods and was rescued by The Archer, John.
John was the son of Alditha and William from my first tale. He had
many adventures with Bryon, and with the princess as well. But I am getting
ahead of myself. I shall not spoil this, my second tale of my forgotten
homeland.
As I stare out at the sea this stormy day, I long for Taelis. I can
smell the richness of the growing forest, and see the fat deer peering out from
behind the undergrowth. As I remember, I long to return. I long to open my door
and, instead of a noisy street, see the beautiful forest of Taelis. I wish to
hear the birds, feel the wind, and to see mothers collecting nuts with their
children as they tell them the old tales that kept us a proud people for so long.
Perhaps though, like man, Taelis was only meant to be for a season. Perhaps it
was purposed by God to live on through these tales alone.
From its humble beginnings, with its feuding nobles and unhappy
peasants grew a wonderful kingdom. The turning point towards greatness began
with Bryon, John, and Brianna. This is their tale. A tale of brothers… and
betrayal.
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