Kingdom Hearts fic: Fractured Moments - Day 7 - "Enchanted"
Oct. 7th, 2019 10:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mistressofmuses posting in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
museficSummary: An excerpt from a guidebook detailing new worlds.
[For a fic largely hinging on various fairy tales, this should have been one of the easiest prompts, and yet somehow I struggled. This is kind of an odd one, from an external perspective, written a bit like a guidebook. This would be set likely the farthest in the future, at a point where Kairi, Sora, and Riku's rule over Radiant Garden is comfortably secure.]
Excerpt from a book titled “Collected Notes on the New Worlds”
The castle is enchanted, they say. Rumors spread by envoys who have seen it, or those who have heard about it through the political grapevine.
In some worlds, this doesn’t sound so strange. Some monarchs nod wisely, because they themselves live in enchanted castles, or were rescued from them, or performed heroic feats in them. So an enchanted castle is par for the course. As long as the enchantment poses no threat, it’s due no special consideration beyond the ordinary considerations of allyship or at least cordial diplomatic relations.
In other lands, it’s likely such a thing sounds like a fairy tale, a story certainly born of exaggeration, if not deliberate lies. Some of the diplomats discuss the scientific principles behind the alleged “enchantments” and others dismiss it outright.
The castle is enchanted, they say.
There are floating stone lifts that take you from one part of the castle to another. From one part of the city to another, even. Some of them require a magic spell to activate, and can take you to different places depending which spell you use.
There are bubbles that close around you and teleport you through walls and underwater, letting you out in other passages. The passages themselves rearrange based on switches and buttons. A massive library does the same, the positioning of books on shelves determining the path through the stacks.
Rumors abound about the castle, but even more about the inhabitants, particularly the trio of rulers.
The queen and her consorts are rumored to be as enchanted as the castle, gifted with extraordinary powers. Supposedly they can call the very elements to them with whispered spells, and even heal injuries the same way. And many of the stories tell of acts of adventure and heroism that frankly strain credulity.
The queen is a peaceful sort, the rumors all seem to agree. But there’s also a note of caution. As unlikely as some of the stories of her and her consorts’ adventures may be, it is likely they contain some seeds of truth, if certain accounts are to be believed:
At least one envoy described a dinner party at which another of the supposed-diplomatic representatives suddenly attacked, mistaking the peaceful nature of the world for a soft target. Queen Kairi did not even call up guards, but she and both her consorts summoned magical weapons to their hands in an instant, stopping the would-be assassin before he landed a single strike.
Rumors are, of course, just that. No matter how many times they are repeated, or how many claim to be able to confirm them, it’s hard to be truly satisfied without personally witnessing their truth or falsehood.
Your author hopes to someday have the chance to visit this world, to see the marvels of the Bastion in Radiant Garden for myself. Until then, I hope that anyone granted an invitation to see it accepts, and brings us more details and stories to record and consider.
[previous chapter] [next chapter]
[For a fic largely hinging on various fairy tales, this should have been one of the easiest prompts, and yet somehow I struggled. This is kind of an odd one, from an external perspective, written a bit like a guidebook. This would be set likely the farthest in the future, at a point where Kairi, Sora, and Riku's rule over Radiant Garden is comfortably secure.]
Excerpt from a book titled “Collected Notes on the New Worlds”
The castle is enchanted, they say. Rumors spread by envoys who have seen it, or those who have heard about it through the political grapevine.
In some worlds, this doesn’t sound so strange. Some monarchs nod wisely, because they themselves live in enchanted castles, or were rescued from them, or performed heroic feats in them. So an enchanted castle is par for the course. As long as the enchantment poses no threat, it’s due no special consideration beyond the ordinary considerations of allyship or at least cordial diplomatic relations.
In other lands, it’s likely such a thing sounds like a fairy tale, a story certainly born of exaggeration, if not deliberate lies. Some of the diplomats discuss the scientific principles behind the alleged “enchantments” and others dismiss it outright.
The castle is enchanted, they say.
There are floating stone lifts that take you from one part of the castle to another. From one part of the city to another, even. Some of them require a magic spell to activate, and can take you to different places depending which spell you use.
There are bubbles that close around you and teleport you through walls and underwater, letting you out in other passages. The passages themselves rearrange based on switches and buttons. A massive library does the same, the positioning of books on shelves determining the path through the stacks.
Rumors abound about the castle, but even more about the inhabitants, particularly the trio of rulers.
The queen and her consorts are rumored to be as enchanted as the castle, gifted with extraordinary powers. Supposedly they can call the very elements to them with whispered spells, and even heal injuries the same way. And many of the stories tell of acts of adventure and heroism that frankly strain credulity.
The queen is a peaceful sort, the rumors all seem to agree. But there’s also a note of caution. As unlikely as some of the stories of her and her consorts’ adventures may be, it is likely they contain some seeds of truth, if certain accounts are to be believed:
At least one envoy described a dinner party at which another of the supposed-diplomatic representatives suddenly attacked, mistaking the peaceful nature of the world for a soft target. Queen Kairi did not even call up guards, but she and both her consorts summoned magical weapons to their hands in an instant, stopping the would-be assassin before he landed a single strike.
Rumors are, of course, just that. No matter how many times they are repeated, or how many claim to be able to confirm them, it’s hard to be truly satisfied without personally witnessing their truth or falsehood.
Your author hopes to someday have the chance to visit this world, to see the marvels of the Bastion in Radiant Garden for myself. Until then, I hope that anyone granted an invitation to see it accepts, and brings us more details and stories to record and consider.
[previous chapter] [next chapter]
