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The Keeper of the Grove

by Orcus

Chapter 1: Foreword: A Word Not Often Used

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Love. Now that is a word I do not use all that often, nor do I hear it with much frequency.

The very nature of love, such a raw, unkempt emotion, can mean a great many things. Mostly, it's quite unpredictable. Some who experience its fickle grace covet the most valuable of trinkets. Some lust only for pleasure to sate their desires. Some take to using its meaning wholly when they jealously take to guarding that which brings them joy. But some, a scarce few, can refine the emotion into something else. Something shared in equal measure. Something true.

Like a cancer, like a blessing, like a curse and like a gift, love has the insidious potential to take a firm root within the souls of the kindest of beasts and blackest-hearted of beings. And not only can it pervade, it can pervert; it can change the most stone-set of minds and drive forth passions once thought inconceivable, all for its own sake and no others. And it was no different for two peculiar creatures I once came across in my travels. Two creatures of grand differences noticeable to even the densest of fools. But through it all, they discovered truth. Truth that forever bound one to the other and never yielded.

Because I so very rarely acquire mention of it, that should not mean that I have not witnessed it. In all honesty that is mine to express, that one, particular memory of those two creatures comes to my mind whenever I hear even the slightest utterance of the word. It was a long time ago when I encountered them. Many years back, before even you sprouted up from this good earth.

These two entities first met one another as foes, driven to confrontation by duties and reasons one would interpret as selfishness. By the time it had come for them to part, they had found craving in something else. Something beyond duty and petty want. Something a little bit more than all that, I think would be most appropriate to refer to it as. As all logic itself stands, it should never have even happened to begin with.

But love, such a raw, unkempt emotion, has that notorious tendency to set aflame that which was once thought impossible to light, and it is not a sense that can simply be bound by something so minuscule as logic...

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