Re: 56 - Returns, reunions and revelations
Forging armies. Policing worlds. It would seem this Ganelon's wishes reached very far afield. Cyan considers the idea, and wonders if it was not simply a good idea taken to a foolish extreme.
But no - interfering in the business of other worlds?
And now Dorian enters. She hears him before he does, and fingers the cloak she still wears. He slips through the door, a dark shadow, and offers her a quick, rare smile. She returns it, but he hangs back, leaving her with Aaron and Berd. Curious.
His words make sense. 'Establish a moral cause'. The words of the Sage on warfare. But he brings more questions, and Cyan believes she may, MAY have the answer to one.
Not yet, though. Others speak. She tries to capture Dorian's eye with her own, amber orbs, and motions with her head, removing the cloak. Berd protests, crawls about her shoulders to get comfortable again, then settles down.
More discussion. The Catlord, Morgan, comes forth with a dream, possibly sent to him by Julian, one of the few royalty of Amber Cyan has met. Trista inquires of the exact orders - a wise precaution. Find the traitor and slay him or her. Easier said than done, but necessary.
Aaron is right, of course. There are many ways for the powerful to disappear. That doesn’t make the reasons for the disappearance any less intriguing.
Tahirah speaks of a sickness at Amber's heart, a sickness of Entropy. Finally, Cyan sees an opportunity to speak.
"I have some thoughts," she begins, hesitant at first. "Both are old ones, but worth repeating. One is information, the other conjecture. First, regarding this sickness - the palanquet of Amber, that which many name Trump, have been infected with something Fiona termed a 'virus'. Indeed, we have watched one combust. They breakdown, they no longer function, they burn. This means that a connection to something vital is being disrupted in Amber."
She does not speak of the Underflow - not yet. Later.
"The second is the purpose of the Archons. We have...made attempts in the past to discern what it might be. Here, I offer a single guess. Berd?"
The little drake complains, then slowly stands. His mouth opens and he breathes out a glittering cloud...a cloud that expands from glittering particles to a slowly, rotating elipse of tiny lights, hanging within the dimly lit room. Cyan steps forward, under it, and points.
"These are the Myriad Worlds." Her finger moves to one end of the ellipse. "This is the pole of Chaos." That end brightens, red and baleful. Her finger shifts to point up at the other pole. "This is the pole of Order. Berd? The Worlds." Tiny, ugly green lights begin to appear upon the 'starfield'. They begin in the middle, and slowly begin to work their ways toward the poles, almost in a direct line. "In most of the Worlds conquered by the Archons, an 'Orb' is emplaced. Sometimes it is placed directly upon that World's Broken Pattern. Sometimes not, presumably when the Broken Pattern cannot be easily located. These Orbs drain the life from the world itself, and pass it on to...an unknown place. They intensify the Breaks within the Broken Patterns." She turns back to face Aaron. "Aaron understands more of this than I. But I shall continue."
She waves a hand at the image, and it shifts, closing in upon a single world. "When enough energy is drawn from a world, when the Breaks are large enough, it grows thin. Decay begins to settle in. The world's laws crumble. It grows mutable, and eventually falls to pieces." The golden globe darkens, then shatters.
Cyan slowly turns in place, to stare at the others. "We have seen the lands in which the Archons are most comfortable. Places of no physical laws - this is where the Nephillim dwell, beyond a gateway in a church we discovered. Could it be that the Archons wish to revert the myraid worlds to a broken mixture, with no barriers between the Worlds, no laws to restrict them?"
She points to the line, strung nearly from one end of the Myriad Worlds to another. "This represents worlds upon which Berd has sensed the presense of Archons and their works. You see there are some outliers, but for the main, they form a near-complete bridge between Order and Chaos. I have heard tell of 'short-circuits' from others I have known, Jonnee Kay being one. What might happen should this connection of Breaks, from Broken Pattern to Broken Pattern, leading from Logrus to Grand Pattern, be achieved?"
She points to Amber again. "And energy is drawn from the Orbs. What might occur to the Myriad Worlds, all of them, should an Orb be emplaced upon the Grand Pattern of Amber itself? What sort of power might be acquired in the thieving of its strength?"
Finished, now, Cyan steps back to see the result of her words.
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