Magea Rosa
Rosa had intended never to tell this story again. She'd hoped it would stay buried with the rest of her past, right next to the Ixile'an empire.
I was a fool to think that could ever happen, she thought. Everything sees the light eventually. Ryll knows all things.
Reluctantly she explained to her captive audience small bits and pieces of the story of how she, Rosa, had been the downfall of the once great Ixile'an empire.
It was in the Second Age, another few millennia before its fall. She felt shock ripple through those who had just met her; so she spoke a small aside, to them alone, explaining her near-immortality.
I was much different in those days. Angry. Bitter. Cynical. I worked as a mercenary for the ruling class of Athering -- doing whatever was asked for whoever pa
