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LadyMnemosyne Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 8:46 am
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 3:57 pm
 When this all began, well, if this story is to begin that far back even I'd get bored. It was before I became King and when life was simple. As simple as it possibly could be in the realm of fae. Since my birth from the decent of a fallen star I was considered with awe by my kinsman. But still, we may attend to more of my distant past in the future. For now, let me tell you a story more atune to sensible ears. That same tale of my coming into power and the marriage to my counterpart and soulmate - Titania.
Beauty could not be expressed so completely in any other form. Certainly I say that now with wisdom behind me, but when we first met I was incapable of realizing this wholeheartedly. I was a proud youth, who had no problem flaunting my gifts to impress all around me, and I had a painful time settling with anything. I didn't think I should have to. Women were merely tools to be used as one would a mount yet with the perks of a luscious body and the company of a bed. How ignorant I was!
In our realm, the creatures existed in a state of unorganization. Each genre had their own homelands, with their own rules governance, and their own way of life. In spite of all this there was a natural cry for something or someone to unify them as cohabitants of the same plane. The fae, the most humanoid of all the creatures, lived in a valley surrounded by three forms of nature: a mountain range to the north spanning west to east, a dense forest to the south east, and a river to the south west that ran down from the mountains and out into a lake just beyond the beginning reaches of the forest. Secluded yet central enough that we could still trade with neighbors in any direction if the need arose.
And, much to my pleasure, with secret pockets that could take me at any time beyond the barriers of our realm into that of the mortal world. There is much amusement to be had in toying with the lives of those who have not been blessed by unending existences. It is there that I lost many an hour when I was bored, witnessing the things I could not find in our own realm - such as the divine creature Hippolyta, whom I had for some time sworn to make my own...
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LadyMnemosyne Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 05, 2012 4:46 pm
 I think back on the times when I had not yet captured my dear Oberon's heart and being. When I had to fight for his very attention. He had a fleeting attention span, one that jumped from one lady to the next even to the extent that he would disguise himself in the forms of other creatures and find ventures in different parts of our realm. Oberon was powerful and fickle...but he was the only being worth having.
In my youth I was said to have been kissed by the moon in her glassy sphere and blessed with the beauty of the very sun in the sky. Yet I did not believe it for a great long time since the only one whose affection I desired would falter so often in his declarations of his love of me and my beauty. When I looked at my own reflection, I was plain, dull, and simple, for why else would Oberon not be satisfied with me and me alone? Perhaps we fae are simply created to be that way, to continually search for something dancing just out of reach and refusing to settle for anything less. Perfection.
I'll admit I was jealous though in my pride I would never admit it to Oberon. And in that jealousy I did things to spurn his injustices that I do regret now. But in the end we were even, and the fates had long ago determined our bond; we were created to be united as one. We were both too stubborn to notice it at first...
My part in this story is of the forlorn lover before he was King and I his Queen. When as two fools in love we searched for that perfection to the point where one of us was close to death. The moments of happiness, betrayal, scorn, misery, and eventually redemption should be chronicled so that you understand the journey of the royal couple The Bard immortalized in visual and written marvel. Our paths towards greatness, and the folly of such immortal fools that you might think we were mere humans.
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