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Feast of the Moon, 1492

An Ending

by Flicker Greenridge

This is a feast of remembrance. Time to honor lost loved ones and keep their memories alive. Tributes and praise.
 
This feast I remember my Grandmother.
 
Gran taught me much about caring for the lands that sustained us. I was always told to be grateful for my grandparents; if not for them I'd be alone on the streets after the attack. I was grateful. But Gran always told me it wasn't them keeping me alive. It was the soil and the rain and the sun. The trees that gave us lumber and fruit. The gardens that gave us root and vine. The wood and river that gave us hide and flesh.
 
She knew that she would one day pass, as would my grandfather, but the lands would still sustain me would I care for it. And they did pass, and I did care for the lands, and I was sustained.
 
Her wisdom passed to me, and my efforts drew the attention of another who approached the natural world with respect and thanks. The lessons learned from Gran allowed lessons to be learned by Argus. With his aid I stepped foot onto the Druidic path and walk it this day.
 
But this day, I'm not tending to the soil, nor praising the rain, nor thanking the sun.
 
I have powers and abilities that supersede anything I thought myself capable of. I've taken advantage of the connection with nature that was bestowed upon me. I've been sustained. But I've stopped sustaining.
 
There will always be people to protect, problems to be solved, wrongs to right and evil to drive out. These things will exist everywhere.
 
So why chase them?
 
Wherever I might plant myself, I will find people to protect, I will gain problems to solve, I will have opportunities to right wrongs and should evil approach, I will stand and drive it out.
 
I owe it to the lands that gave me life to plant myself there. To protect the creatures there. To solve the problems that grow there. To right the wrongs that my absence may have brought. To be a defender against the evils that encroach.
 
I owe my home my life more than anything.
 
I owe the natural world my devotion.
 
There is my greatest debt, and there is where I must return to repay it.
 

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  1. Every Time
    Marpenoth 29, 1492
  2. Poor Judgement
    Marpenoth 30, 1492
  3. Second Thoughts
    Uktar 1, 1492
  4. Being Present
    Uktar 2, 1492 - day
  5. Getting Through
    Uktar 2, 1492 - night
  6. Organizing Ideas
    Uktar 3, 1492 - part 1
  7. Strange Happenings
    Uktar 3, 1492 - part 2
  8. More Surprises
    Uktar 3, 1492 - part 3
  9. Shell Games
    Uktar 3, 1492 - part 4
  10. Clipped Notes
    Uktar 4-6, 1492
  11. Logging Camp
    Uktar 6, 1492
  12. Years Ago
    Years Ago
  13. During Watch
    Uktar 7, 1492
  14. The Band
    Marpenoth 2, 1492
  15. Of Apples
    Uktar 8, 1492
  16. In Town
    Uktar 9-11, 1492
  17. Meeting Falcon
    Night of Uktar 11 - Night of Uktar 14
  18. Woodland Walk
    Uktar 15-16, 1492
  19. Mad Manse
    Uktar 16, 1492
  20. Still Up
    Night of Uktar 16, 1492
  21. Processing Change
    Late Uktar 16/early Uktar 17, 1492
  22. Three Down
    Uktar 17, 1492
  23. New Debt
    Uktar 18, 1492
  24. To Return
    Uktar 19-20, 1492
  25. Kindling Papers
    Morning of Uktar 21, 1492
  26. Light(ning) House
    Uktar 21, 1492
  27. Cloudy Mind
    Morning of Uktar 23, 1492
  28. Pip Stonehill
    Uktar 24 1492
  29. Herbal Teas
    Marpenoth 10, 1485
  30. Ice Wall
    Uktar 26, 1492
  31. Going Back
    Uktar 28, 1492
  32. An Ending
    Feast of the Moon, 1492

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