Welcome to Valerian Night, where the story comes to you in snippets and snatches, snapshots and slivers of 300 words every week. Your input is valued and needed, for what you say may drive the story into a totally different direction. Follow the meandering coils of story that take Alyxa Fairchild onto a direct collision course with Nightmares, Dreams, Old Deities and New Heroes as her world collides with that of Réveille, the land of Waking Dreams and Dead Gods. Trail after Morpheus as he discovers the foibles and confusions of the human world and finds himself strangely enamoured thereof all the while trying to keep his Dreamer safe and ensure the continued peace of the Real World. Let the young Jazzy open your eyes and show you that the world you see is not necessarily the world you know...

Friday, August 12, 2011

LXXXI: Accord

“Is that Amy?” Alyxa mumbled as they came in.

“Yes,” he replied simply.

“Why?”

Lucifer smiled magnanimously.

“She is here to take your place,” the Morning Star told them with an expansive gesture of his arms.

“She’s what?” Alyxa demanded, shaken out of the stupor.

Amy blinked, twisting where she knelt by Bast’s cage.

“What do you mean?” the little girl asked.

Lucifer moved to kneel at her side and he laid a calming hand on her shoulder.

-Don’t touch her!- Bast hissed; her words ignored.

“I mean, little one, that if you stay here, with me, I will let your friends go. I will let them return to the World of the Living, if you promise to stay with me forever.”

Amy hesitated.

“‘Forever’?” she echoed, a little undone by the word itself.

“It is not enough,” Morpheus said, stepping forwards and setting Alyxa down on the chair Amy had vacated not long before.

Lucifer’s brilliant eyes flashed and he met Morpheus’ eyes.

“Do not push me, sweetheart.”

“If you have an Unbound Dreamer, Morning Star, we will not walk away empty handed.” Morpheus said softly, eyes narrowing.

The Prince of Darkness took a moment to consider this.

“Your suggestion?”

Morpheus raised an elegant finger and pointed at Enyo.

“Kali comes with us.”

“If I release her it should be into Reveille,” Lucifer countered.

“We will send Amy back.”

The Morning Star hesitated.

“Take the Destroyer then,” Lucifer murmured, studying Amy, “take her and go.”

-We can’t just leave her!- Bast roared.

Morpheus looked at the little girl.

“Amy?” Morpheus asked the girl.

She glanced at Lucifer.

“If you let them go and never touch them again, I will stay.”

“Then it is done,” Lucifer replied, and waved a hand, “go. Don’t worry, Bast, I will care for her.”

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