Book of Tharasis 29:14

Book of Tharasis 29:14

“The Gay Lords are coming, the Gay Lords are coming!”  Shouted the watchmen from atop his tower.

Young Yarsen peaked over the rotting wooden battlements.  In the distance he could see their host charging forward from the foot hills that lead into the purple mountains to the north.  He could make out their silken capes and brightly colored pantaloons.  They rode atop great white steeds with small bows tied in their manes.  The host lumbered to a halt and one of the lords blew a great horn.  The men shirked and waved their great swords and whips in the air.

Yarsen’s attention was drawn to the muddy court yard below, where a knight of White Spring was razing a racket.  “Let the gods take me before the Gay Lords!!!,” he shouted as he ran a dagger across his wrists and tumbled into a dark puddle.

Yarsen looked below at the remaining few knights and squires, they all seemed shaken by the event.  As he looked from the corpse in the mud to the great host finely dressed in their lordly trappings.  Then he had an idea. He raised his sword and shouted, “None must die on this day, only heed my words, and we may all return home.”