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The Road to Assia, Year 18
the rebirth
Main Entry: re•birth
Pronunciation:\(ˌ)rē-ˈbərth, ˈrē-ˌ\
Function: noun
Date: 1837
1 a: a new or second birth.
as defined by the Merriam-Webster Dictionary
Time changes everything.
Assia, a landed founded seventeen years ago by a youthful stallion named Arowen, has become a thriving haven for equines from the farthest corners of the earth. When Arowen first stepped into Assia, he saw before him a varying landscape of terrains; bountiful with food and life – and yet desolate of his kind. As time flourished, herds formed and grew, territories were marked and named, and alignments were appointed and selected.
Before the eyes of the fair king, a land of life flourished and bloomed into a beautiful rose.
But every rose does have its thorn, and with the thorns come pain.
An eruption. The volcano, deep within the heart of darkness in Firecrack, was smoldering for centuries – before Arowen’s presence – before Assia was known. All had assumed that the volcanic ash was fading, never to be disrupted again. But Mother Nature chose her course, and at the conclusion of Arowen’s reign and life, she chose to mourn the son of light, who had brought Assia to thrive. Molten lava exploded into light, bursting from the earth and covering everything within reach. Those in its path were destroyed; coming without warning, the volcano took many to their final breath.
But from the ashes rose a generation; a generation of those left clinging to memories and hope while they watched their land smolder and burn, melting away at Mother Nature’s wrath.
As with every cycle of life, Assia has followed through stages. Assia was born. When Arowen founded The Road to Assia, the land was a youthful, blossoming bud, waiting to explode. And it did! It exploded with life – flourishing, bountiful. Then, disaster struck. All was ruined, demolished, devastated. The next stage was the wait. The hopeful stage of prayer that one day, Assia would be revived to its former beauty.
Now, with five years having passed since the eruption, Assia had reached its next stage of life.
Rebirth.
Assia flourishes once more.
As Spring dawns upon Assia for the eighteenth year, it brings forth revival, renewal and an answer to the hope of those who had prayed for answers. With rebirth comes change, however – and though some are hesitant to accept change as it comes, changes provides every being with new chances and new discoveries.
New hope, new dawn, new meaning.
Aeris’s slumber has been roused as the only remaining Alpha of the Assian lands finds himself disturbed. Peace has settled over Assia; though life has been dull and the equines are few and far between, he finds no war, no disturbance, no challenge. He can quietly rule his land from his corner of the earth and never be bothered by the mundane nature of alignments, controversies and war.
But the claiming of Firecrack Canyon creates an uneasiness within the few who remain in their rest here.
A neutral.
A neutral stallion – one who was raised by a cult, a son of the damned – charges from the darkness and overtakes the throne that has been idly waiting for someone to come forth.
But he bears a white flag; a white flag and peacefulness to those who are here.
With his white flag waving, he presents himself to Aeris, the king of the blessed creatures, with a proposal. A proposal unheard of in all of time, in all of Assia.
Peace.
He wishes for peace to fall between lights and darks. He wants to erase the hatred and reach new understanding – for war will resolve nothing, but peace settles all.
Hesitant to this proposal, Aeris accepts – though refusing to believe that peace can exist for so long in this place if a herd of darks is thriving. But Aloysius is determined, he vows to maintain his promise and force his herds to abide by his same ruling.
Will the peace stand?
Will all remain neutral forever?
No.
A prophecy. A mutiny. A revolution.
The fate of Assia is in your control.
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