Narrative Essay: Vash, The Brave, The Brave

Who made it, was the big question on everyone’s mind, and of course the answer one would hear from everyone was Vash the Brave, the smart, the handsome, and so on. Sand was a vital resource so of course the city dwellers needed someone to thank for their beverage, consequently however big name sand producers jumped on this myth and tried to milk it for every cent. Making “special” sands using Vash as a tool to try to barter off more units, that was until the law enforcement of Terrabath stepped in and put a heavy handed levy on anyone using the word “Vash” on any product, which led to more bootlegs than the eye could perceive. “I know it better than just about anyone, every single word.” Vash said as he sat down on
Eben looked out the cave, it was still raining and it seemed night loomed just beyond them. “I came prepared.” Vash said pulling a small lantern from his pocket. “A lantern? Those are rare, where did you find that?” Eben said stunned, as seeing such a priceless relic of the past being used so nonchalantly sent a strange feeling down his back. “I’ll tell you after you tell me why a knight of your stature has been reduced to this disheveled state.” Vash challenged, trying to turn the tables on Eben’s earlier summons to
Wars occurred, people passed on, and countries came and died, all for one thing sand. Even so one kingdom refused to fall, Terrabath was its name, an empire which touched the the red desert with a palace fortified with inedible stone. Why was this kingdom called Terrabath? The priests of Terrabath worshipped a being with a long slender body and teeth which dug through the sand with ease, gargantuan in size. This very thing was the cause for sand fall, cleansed sand would fall from the heavens and bless its people with a Terrabath. The last Terrabath was eight years ago and counting, leading to many people doubting their faith. The dominion fell into a disrepair and a drought for clean sand occured, ever since Clod came, a malevolent god who strives to cause chaos and destruction in his wake. This was the time Eben’s greatest folly came into fruition, a futile final stand against