Unravelled

by Drendel

The Unmaking was a savage nightmare for me and my people, even the mortal elves felt and saw it, and young Celeglas had disturbing dreams of his mother being torn from him in ever increasing fright for a mortal year. Indeed, I kept my own nightmares from him, for I had plenty myself, I spent all my time comforting the injured and hopeless refugees from Between, rescuing creatures and explaining to them that they had to live in mortal Kerri now, and showing them the borders of their new land, and telling them how to eat and survive.

Some of my work I did alone, being who and what I was and who and what I was at one time in my other lives, because having been a unicorn I had a different perspective on some aspects of the life of mythical creatures such as the Sidhe animals who were now homeless. Celee was born to mortal Kerri and had not passed into Between, but Between was part of my lifesblood. Part of my soul was torn from me the day my world was unravelled. There were places my mind travelled that no one amongst my people followed me, it was one of my gifts. They knew my work in the woods was important, as important as harboring refugees or entertaining foreign dignitaries or sending emmissaries to other countries, or planning a battle. Just as not every queen would choose to catch babies or help to raise their best friend's fatherless child, this was part of what made me who I was, and they wanted *me* on the throne.

Celee's mother, my friend, had been Between, and either she escaped the Unmaking to the Faerie world, or she never made it out of Between when the world started to disintigrate, and she died, or worse yet, was Unmade herself, returning to a fathomless void of nonexistance. Who knows? Between myself and my champion, Sednil, who was always in my life, we consoled Celee and eventually he became more comfortable in his life as it was.

Nightwind

Brenhani