wandbreaker | (no subject)

All right, in honor of stories, and a certain blonde, needy young lady, and the fact that I spent a great majority of my weekend being tugged from place to place, here goes.

Once upon a time, because I'm told all great stories start that way, there was a King. This King was terribly handsome and clever, but he lacked in a great many things: ugliness, for one, but more importantly, he lacked in company. See the King wasn't one to scandalize anyone, because then his advisors (of whom there were many, and loud) would yell at him, and he wasn't keen on being yelled at by anyone.

Even Kings can't make everyone do as they're bid just to keep the peace (they call that war, Rosella, just so you know).

And so the King went into the woods one day and lo! He saw there a unicorn drinking from a fountain. Because the King was chaste (and also lonely) he could approach without getting gored (this is a feat for only the bravest of young men, unless you want to ride one, in which case I hear it says something entirely different about you) and the unicorn looked up and sai---

[There's a crash and a yelp and a mrrrrooooowhiiiiiiiiiissssss]

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Not as such, no.

[A laugh]

I'm Edmund Pevensie.

William Herondale.

Pleasure, naturally. Are you new? I think I've seen you on the Network once or twice.

Twice, I should think, and yes: new. For better or worse, I suppose. I imagine you've been here for much longer, then?

I've been here a year or so. My family's been here much longer.

That sounds delightful.

It has its perks.

I don't doubt. It would be unusually cruel for it to have no up-sides at all.

It can be unusually cruel here, as well.

Yes, yes, I've been assured that I shan't be happy here.

Duly warned, then?

I'm sure you'll find some beacon of happiness.

Some associate of the unicorn, perhaps.

Oh, the unicorns here are very poor tempered.

Their associates may be less so, though, and that's what I'd be interested in.

Which associates?

I'd have to find out, wouldn't I? I've not been here long enough to meet any unicorns, let alone the company they keep. [A beat.] With the exception of you, of course. It could be anyone or anything, although I could always take my cues from fairy tales if I find myself exceptionally lost.