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In his
world Ailbhe was sovereign of the lands known as Alteria. It was not of the plane
called Earth but parallel to another that paralleled its existence. It was here
that Ailbhe found Argyle of the MacNeils in his quest to preserve his people and
something even more valuable.
If one
spoke of ancient, they would speak of time, and time had ceased to exist here in
the way others were ruled by it. Time was a concept derived by the biological
and the decay of matter. Alteria's race had long since evolved from the concept
of time. They were not however, immune from the fabric of creation, that which
would be, that which had been set forth in the beginning.
The
Alterians existed on a plane influenced by the occurrences on the other planes,
like the ripple on a pond gradually reaching to the far ends. Time was a vacuum,
slowly sucking tears, rifts, in the delicate fabric woven between the different
planes as they started to be exposed to the others. Parallel universes unfolding
over another becoming part. Evil traveled through these doorways that faded in
and out.
The
stage was Earth for the Great Confrontation which was being set and many the
player that would contribute. The pieces of the puzzle on their own lent to
confusion, most never seeing the Creator that guided into place. Choices would
be made and destinies locked, there was a final death that transcended that of
just matter. The very fabric that Alteria existed on was disintegrating, fading
and Ailbhe knew he had to preserve his People. His own destiny written long ago
in the annals of the Universal Library. They were a mere novelty, most though
non-existent in a world of Evil. They were the Light Walkers.
Alteria
could best be described as Silvery Blue. Crystal waterfalls held a silvery
light as they cascaded down mountainsides, leaving lush land in foliage. Streams
flowed about a city holding the quality of a silver blue crystal. Alloys
unrecognizable by most for they were fabricated by the congenial thoughts of the
People. Ailbhe stood on the bridge of the crystal waters, his thoughts
searching, seeking the answer he knew was out there. It was a new era for never
had he needed to seek another's help, an Outsider. It was then he touched upon
the one learning from the Universal Library, he was the initial chosen but there
would be another to come after him. With their help they would be able to move
to the Gathering to prepare for the last Days of the Beginning.
Ailbhe
was a tall man, muscle toned but not muscular, his strength laid in the
abilities of his Mind as did all his People. Silver streaked blue eyes held a
wizened quality far transcending the physical. Disease nor decay could no longer
touch them, but their physical aspect still could see destruction, just not
easily. That aspect was challenged on a whole if they didn't leave Alteria now.
He had observed the studious MacNeil in the Library before he finally manifested
to greet him. The sharing of ideas and explanations commenced in the education
of this man in the ways of the Walk of Light. As always it was for this MacNeil
to choose in the face of truth that which he sought, now with an educated mind
he could. Ailbhe had always found it hard to understand why it was so hard for
certain races not to see the truth when it was right there in front of them.
This fact was noted and he just worked with it when needed. It was needed now
and even more so in the future.
The day
of reckoning was to come fast as one third of Alteria disappeared in a major
disturbance that racked his own plane. When he sought Argyle out and found him
gone along with the plane that had connected them through the Library, he
then knew what had happened. Not all was lost as he found him in yet another
Library connected through the planes of the Universal Library. This one
was in the lands and plane of Heathfield Castle. In their discussion as he once
more manifested to meet him, they exchanged places so that he might learn this
new plane of existence along with its customs. Argyle to teach his People in the
meantime to prepare them as they were granted welcome to come here to these
lands.
Here he
learned that not only would he have to learn of these new races but the fabric
itself of this plane had its effect. Although he retained unearthly abilities he
now had to deal with emotions long ago forgotten in a Time that would calculate
to 1000 years. Time itself now had its influence as he would age starting where
he had left off, like a pause had been taken. Life on Alteria had been so
different, there where no more children born and all were as sisters and
brothers sharing all their thoughts. There were no lies and nothing needed
hiding. The effects of this new plane would vary with his People now, he could
only hope the unity that they had continued through these trials and errors.
Another
quake in the fabric of his realm had a desperate attempt to bring his People
here, ready or not time was not going to stand still as it had interwoven in the
fabric of Alteria. Most made it through the portal leading to Heathfield's
Library but a small group ended up trapped caught between planes as the portal
closed. Argyle was amongst them. His people had never had a surname which was
one of the customs here and so Ailbhe took on the surname for them of MacNeils
in honor of the bravery of his friend. Argyle and the others would have to seek
a new door and hopefully it would lead them to the same plane. Ailbhe and his people
were given refuge in the West Wing of Heathfield Castle. Some emerged to embrace
this new life and others still remained uncertain waiting in the west wings
until they were ready. Their group totaled eleven now.
Eventually
they
were granted lands by the Queen to build their own manor and in time Genesis
Manor was completed, they now had a new home along with a new beginning. There
were a hundred bedrooms as the mansion was quite large, as big as a smaller
castle itself. Besides the bedrooms there was a ballroom, dining room, kitchen
and pantry, main hall, art gallery and the solarium. Secret passageways insured
an escape to safety if ever in need. In the process and all the help and
kindness shown to him and his people by Queen Lahoneee, he pledged his loyalty and that of his People to the lands of Heathfield and their allies.
Although the
Alterians are of One Mind, Kin in Spirit they are not blood related. Now under
the influence of this realm their aging process picked up where it was left off.
Each will have to deal with emotions that were dormant to now coming alive
again. Each would deal with them differently. As once before on Alteria they
never blocked each other for lack of need, some areas now might see some of them
separating in that way. The question would be could they adjust to new
influenced within themselves and still keep hold of the thousand years of
closeness? They had not lacked in affection, the hug, the caring, the love when
in Alteria. Now things were different in how affection could be expressed, new
emotions added new meanings to actions. They were different in how society,
propriety, might look upon certain actions that were pure before. There was far
more for them to learn about themselves again besides those that resided on this
plane.
*Picture used is to represent how Ailbhe would look only.
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