“Run!” She cried. “I will hold them
I swore. Cursed the God that gave me this power in my magicks and extracted
in exchange the strength of my body. The body that could not bear the
touch of metal plate lest it burned when I called fire from my soul. The
body so lightly clothed in cloth of magic while my loved one stood in
full plate and took the brunt of each battle.
She turned her back to the hoard and urged. “Run in the shelter
of my armor.” Protecting my body with her own.
“No!” I felt the hoarse cry wrench from my throat in desperation.
“You can make it to the zone alive. Leave me! I will only slow you
“Gate then!” She cried as she turned back and showed her
sharp steel again to the zombies. “And I will run to zone.”
Curse you, Innoruuk! 3 fizzles on Evac. And only when I most desperately
“Harvesting.” I cried desperately, gathering strands of mana
to myself. "We will evac. I will not leave you."
She grinned. My blood-drenched bride. A reckless flash of white showing
beneath her helm as she battled undead zombies, steel flashing in the
gloom of the dungeon.
“So we die together.”
I prayed feverishly now. Prayed as fiercely as I had cursed Innoruuk.
I watched my bride’s assault on the undead zombies increase in ferocity
as she went into a berserker fury. My pride swelled in her strength and
skill with the sword. A glory to watch even in this desperation.
I stood. Twisting the strands of mana together, I bent the pattern to
my will and created a shimmering portal of light, shouting my triumph
as the dungeon faded…
LOADING, PLEASE WAIT.
In a fantasy setting, I explored gender role reversal
with a female warrior physically protecting her man. Again, using imagery
from the world of EverQuest.
"Loading, please wait." is the screen message
you received when changing zones, as a teleport would cause.Back to the Prose Gallery