Post by Yukimura Sanada on Jan 29, 2010 2:25:40 GMT -5
No one will last in disguise
Time flies like an arrow
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It was well known that a Heroic Spirit must answer a call whenever he is needed, being force to go into places which may require his presence and assistance. Although servants when the time of the War for the Holy Grail would come, they were simply heroes which answered when their powers were necessary. It was like a contract they had as soon as they were inducted into the Throne, for being brought into there meant having a grand duty that they must fulfill above all else. And when they came, they were like a natural disaster, hitting so fast to solve a problem they were sent to deal with before expiring their contract and heading back to their resting place. It was imperative to only be brought out when a call is made, lest they risk deletion from the frames of reality and the Throne itself. That was the nature of their lives, beings that were actually more expendable than they seem to be. The Rider, Yukimura, was no exception.
Naturally his turn would come up, a summoning not like that needed to participate in the famed battles that occurs on Earth. It was a call alright, yet not from any normal place that one could easily waltz into so casually like by knocking on the front gates of that realm. Why they would send for someone like him to enter that place, he was still unsure of, but the one making the request seemed like it was a urgent task for a Heroic Spirit to take care of. But for what possible task was it that this special person would need done, going as far as requesting one from the Throne to handle. But reason aside, it was perhaps one of the greatest honors for one such as himself could have. Stories say that it is extremely rare for those not of the Eternals to enter such a place, lest they were being guided accordingly, naturally with an invitation as well to enter their world. For one such as himself to go there was probably a once in a lifetime offer, granted no more requests are made for his presence.
He was there now, eyes set upon the specific location he was told to meet the person requesting for the aid. A whistling sound escaped his lips as he looked at the structure he was about to enter into, and grand castle that looked even sturdier than those he remembered in his time. It was built from what seemed like stone, yet carved ever so beautifully into what many may consider a work of art. It was a rather splendid place to live in, one of which was even far too grand for the once famous general to consider having. Yet thinking back at the time then, such a stronghold might have held off much better during times of war. Still, it did not seem like it was built sturdy to guard against intruders, for the statues and designs that decorated the exterior seemed to tell him that the person was perhaps one who loved art and beauty above all else. It was indeed a masterpiece of a home, one he had never seen before, even whilst still breathing in his homeland.
The gates were already open, as if expecting a visitor to go through them, yet the he was still rather hesitant to move on ahead. It was a pretty big palace, one of which he felt he could easily lose himself in with no guide around to take him to where he needed to go. It was also disrespectful to just walk inside, even if he was prior invited to enter the domain. Would it really be alright if I just go in here? he wondered while standing in front of the gates, hoping that someone there would at least be a welcoming party that would see to it he makes it to the master of the area. He started taking in a deep breath, wanting to at least announce his arrival there, whilst believing that someone would actually hear him. There has to be at least one person close by, right?
“Pardon the intrusion! I’ve been invited here by the master of the castle! Might I humbly request an audience with her?”
It probably was not the smartest things to do in front of the fortress, but it was the best thing the former soldier can think of. He just prayed he wasn’t wasting his breath.
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My tragedy just fades away
I dedicate it all to you
[/size][/font][/center]My tragedy just fades away
I dedicate it all to you
| Tagged | Anastasia (Disney)
| Words | 751
| Music | Valkyrie by Abingdon Boys School
| Notes | Not my best starter, but yeah...I wasn't really sure what to put.
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