GREY: Saturday Snippet
If she is going to make Gabrian understand, she must start from the beginning and tell her everything. She takes a deep breath, a sip of her coffee, and looks out the window at the ocean that lies before her as the words find their way to her lips.
“In the beginning of mankind, as the clans evolved and divided, there came to be a group of souls that were much more exceptional than the rest—a gifted people. They lived in peace among the other clans for many years and at first these people were all known as the Aucyen Arguros or in the common tongue, the Ancient Silver ones.” Sarapheane watches as Gabrian’s brow lifts in disbelief as she listens.
“But as nature would have it, because of their special abilities to do inexplicable things, the other clans began to distrust them. Fear arose amongst those who did not hold such powers. Once rivalry and conflict began to arise within the clans, the others were stripped of their knowledge about the Silvers’ abilities. Their minds were swept clean by the Mages with compulsion that was learned by the Elders and thus forward kept in the dark about what they were and the gifts that they possessed since the humans were known to be a cruel race at times, especially about things they could not comprehend.”
Unable to take her mother seriously, Gabrian laughs reflexively at her mother’s attempts to enlighten her. Wanting to play along, Gabrian bites for information. “Mages...like ‘witches and warlock’ stuff?”
“Yes.”
“So your big serious talk is just you wanting to tell me a scary bedtime story? Seriously?” She wonders if her mother has somehow fallen off her rocker after she retired and moved out to the ends of the Earth. “About witches? I think it is a bit early in the day for that mother.”
“Gabrian, please, just listen,” Sarapheane insists, placing her hand gently but firm against the top of her daughter’s knee—a straight line drawn across her mouth erases the humor from its edges. As crazy as she knows this must sound to her daughter, she has to know the truth.
Taking another sip of her coffee, Gabrian waves her free hand in surrender to her mother’s wishes. “Okay, fine, you win!” she says, unable to wipe the grin from her face, convinced that her mother has lost it. Gabrian based her entire life on logistic conclusions and hopes there will be one at the end of her mother’s story. Nothing so far has even come close to resembling anything logical.
“Over time, the Mages and the humans became more integrated, even coupling in marriage at times. Although the Elders frowned upon it, it was not entirely forbidden. If a human proved worthy, then they were permitted to become one of the people of the Realm. Once a member, they were compelled to secrecy and only then were the gifts of the ancient Silvers revealed to them. Only then were their eyes awakened and the silver-colored auras of the Mages would be visible to them.”
As the secrets within her mother’s story begin to unravel, hitting a bit closer to home, Gabrian desists her mocking grin as the word ‘aura’ is mentioned. All the memories of her so-called nightmare come flooding back, it dawns on her that it may not have been a nightmare at all.
GREY - The Covenant of Shadows
“In the beginning of mankind, as the clans evolved and divided, there came to be a group of souls that were much more exceptional than the rest—a gifted people. They lived in peace among the other clans for many years and at first these people were all known as the Aucyen Arguros or in the common tongue, the Ancient Silver ones.” Sarapheane watches as Gabrian’s brow lifts in disbelief as she listens.
“But as nature would have it, because of their special abilities to do inexplicable things, the other clans began to distrust them. Fear arose amongst those who did not hold such powers. Once rivalry and conflict began to arise within the clans, the others were stripped of their knowledge about the Silvers’ abilities. Their minds were swept clean by the Mages with compulsion that was learned by the Elders and thus forward kept in the dark about what they were and the gifts that they possessed since the humans were known to be a cruel race at times, especially about things they could not comprehend.”
Unable to take her mother seriously, Gabrian laughs reflexively at her mother’s attempts to enlighten her. Wanting to play along, Gabrian bites for information. “Mages...like ‘witches and warlock’ stuff?”
“Yes.”
“So your big serious talk is just you wanting to tell me a scary bedtime story? Seriously?” She wonders if her mother has somehow fallen off her rocker after she retired and moved out to the ends of the Earth. “About witches? I think it is a bit early in the day for that mother.”
“Gabrian, please, just listen,” Sarapheane insists, placing her hand gently but firm against the top of her daughter’s knee—a straight line drawn across her mouth erases the humor from its edges. As crazy as she knows this must sound to her daughter, she has to know the truth.
Taking another sip of her coffee, Gabrian waves her free hand in surrender to her mother’s wishes. “Okay, fine, you win!” she says, unable to wipe the grin from her face, convinced that her mother has lost it. Gabrian based her entire life on logistic conclusions and hopes there will be one at the end of her mother’s story. Nothing so far has even come close to resembling anything logical.
“Over time, the Mages and the humans became more integrated, even coupling in marriage at times. Although the Elders frowned upon it, it was not entirely forbidden. If a human proved worthy, then they were permitted to become one of the people of the Realm. Once a member, they were compelled to secrecy and only then were the gifts of the ancient Silvers revealed to them. Only then were their eyes awakened and the silver-colored auras of the Mages would be visible to them.”
As the secrets within her mother’s story begin to unravel, hitting a bit closer to home, Gabrian desists her mocking grin as the word ‘aura’ is mentioned. All the memories of her so-called nightmare come flooding back, it dawns on her that it may not have been a nightmare at all.
GREY - The Covenant of Shadows
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