Tertia Alternate Ending
“I don't want to leave here.” It was the quietest of whispers, a mere breath of sound.
As the housekeeper bustled behind her, humming tunelessly, Marilla gazed out of her bedroom window and down onto the street in the city she had called home for the whole of her eight years, trying to come to terms with the imminent move.
Beautiful Tertia One; its pentagonal houses stuccoed in white, yellow, umbra and orange. Perfect Teria One; flower boxes in every window and designs pointed under every eave and around every door.
At that moment, eyes brimming with tears, she was unsure how she would bear the loss.
“Why the big sigh, Marilla?” the housekeeper asked. “It's Quin today and there will be presents waiting for you downstairs.”
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They're evil spirits who lure little children into the forests, never to be seen again. They're the servants of the magicians, drawn to our Quire by the old men's spells. If we don't talk to them then they have no power and we are all safe.”
“But ...” The little boy's lower lip quivered. “I like them.”
“They make themselves attractive to the young.” She nodded, recalling her own experiences of the tiny light-filled beings. “I remember, but we are quire and follow the path of The Five now, not the old magic ways.”
“Urgh, Mari. You sound like one of those old priestesses.”
“Well then, perhaps you should listen more carefully to their teachings today at Temple. The Five knows I won't care if my little brother is spirited away by the mutants, but I doubt Ma and Pa will be pleased to lose their son so young.”
Geral got up off the floor reluctantly and slouched towards her, his lower lip quivering and Marilla smiled fondly, kneeling down so she could tidy her brother's hair and tuck the hem of one of his sharovary legs back inside his boots.
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“Where is your Gem?” she asked. “Why is it not in your pocket?”
“It's over there,” he said with a pout. “But it's not fair. I want to wear it around my neck like you
As the housekeeper bustled behind her, humming tunelessly, Marilla gazed out of her bedroom window and down onto the street in the city she had called home for the whole of her eight years, trying to come to terms with the imminent move.
Beautiful Tertia One; its pentagonal houses stuccoed in white, yellow, umbra and orange. Perfect Teria One; flower boxes in every window and designs pointed under every eave and around every door.
At that moment, eyes brimming with tears, she was unsure how she would bear the loss.
“Why the big sigh, Marilla?” the housekeeper asked. “It's Quin today and there will be presents waiting for you downstairs.”
The girl quickly …show more content…
They're evil spirits who lure little children into the forests, never to be seen again. They're the servants of the magicians, drawn to our Quire by the old men's spells. If we don't talk to them then they have no power and we are all safe.”
“But ...” The little boy's lower lip quivered. “I like them.”
“They make themselves attractive to the young.” She nodded, recalling her own experiences of the tiny light-filled beings. “I remember, but we are quire and follow the path of The Five now, not the old magic ways.”
“Urgh, Mari. You sound like one of those old priestesses.”
“Well then, perhaps you should listen more carefully to their teachings today at Temple. The Five knows I won't care if my little brother is spirited away by the mutants, but I doubt Ma and Pa will be pleased to lose their son so young.”
Geral got up off the floor reluctantly and slouched towards her, his lower lip quivering and Marilla smiled fondly, kneeling down so she could tidy her brother's hair and tuck the hem of one of his sharovary legs back inside his boots.
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“Where is your Gem?” she asked. “Why is it not in your pocket?”
“It's over there,” he said with a pout. “But it's not fair. I want to wear it around my neck like you