Chapter 12: Remembrance

Arthur stared up at the starry sky, his vision blurry from his last spell. He gripped onto Cornelius' wand, he had just fought off the greatest dark creature to ever exist by luck and memory, and shear fright. "It's Arthur! He's landed Harnor hurry!" Arthur heard Mr Nord's voice shouting, and then he heard running.

Arthur looked around and realized he had landed on the edge of Coldwind village. Then he remembered, Galeron dead, and he began to cry. Mr Nord had reached Arthur and held him, "Arthur what happened?" he asked, gripping Arthur's robes.

"He's back! The Destroyer is back!" Arthur cried, "Galeron…he…he…" Arthur couldn't finish his sentence but continued crying. He felt hands gripping his arms and hands; the others had arrived at Coldwind just before Arthur. Cornelius took his wand back from Arthur's tight gripping hands; Harnor was supporting Arthur with his shoulder.

"Come on, it's all right." Arthur could see a tear rolling down Harnor's remaining eye. Everyone walked through the Cottage door, even Mr and Mrs Patient and Mr Nord. Hawkeye was sleeping on her perch, but nobody really minded her, some of them were too busy crying.

Arthur didn't care that he cried loudly, Harnor and The Hatter were both crying silently, Mari, who was hugging Arthur, her hair had turned black and Damon stood by his dad. Phillip was mouthing a silent prayer, Flourence was remaining silent like Cornelius, but Argamir on the other hand was putting cups in front of them all and pouring a drink into them.

After Argamir filled every cup, including his own he held his own out in the air. "Galeron" He said, everyone repeated and they drank. Whatever they drank burned Arthur, Mari and Damon's throat, due to not drinking alcohol, ever.

Hawkeye flew off her perch and out of the window, screeching but not in an ear splitting way, her tune was beautiful. "A lament for Galeron" Arthur croaked. That's when they all heard it, the beautiful singing, the village was singing. It was truly beautiful, the combined voices of Coldwind remembering their protector and friend.

Phillip then began to sing along, then Argamir, before they knew it they all sang.

"Our Hero our Hero had a Warrior's Heart
I tell you I tell you that Galeron's gone
with a voice of a dragon and the purest of heart
Remember, remember who Galeron was."

Mari began to cry, Arthur held her even tighter, and Harnor's cheek was wet with tears. There was a silence in the cottage, only Hawkeye and the villagers could be heard, filling the night with beautiful singing. After ten minutes Phillip spoke, "we need a plan; we need to continue what Galeron fought for." There were nods around the room.

"First we need to pay respects." The Hatter said, wiping away a tear, "Harnor and I are going back to Kal Hommach, to see if we can recover a body." The Hatter and Harnor stood up at this point and picked up their weapons.

"You won't find anything. Trust me." Cornelius quickly said, but Harnor put his hand up, "we'll risk it. Arthur you have something in your hood." Harnor pointed out, and he and the Hatter left, hearing a "Pop" as they disappeared.

Phillip also stood up, I better get going, and someone needs to warn the human lands and I'm the only one they wouldn't suspect of knowing you guys." Phillip pulled his hood up; Flourence quickly stood too, "I'll travel with you for a bit Phillip, I must warn the Centaurs." And they both left too.

Arthur picked the object out of his hood, a splintered stick, part of Galeron's staff. Arthur gripped it tight; feeling like Galeron was still there with him, but to no avail. "I'll patrol the village." Argamir stated, Damon and Mr Nord went with him too. Mari gave Arthur a kiss on the cheek as she left with her mother and father, leaving Cornelius and Arthur alone.

"Because Galeron is gone this means I have to train you Arthur." Cornelius stated, but Arthur didn't answer back. "I'm impressed, not many people fight the most evil thing to exist and live to talk about it, but it was by luck. Tomorrow we will start…"

"Can't I just rest?! For a day?" Arthur objected, rising from his seat. Cornelius rose from his seat too, "The Dark Destroyer won't rest! He's after you Arthur, now that you read one of the tomes he'll try harder."
"What are those tomes?" Arthur asked. Cornelius turned away from his, "something that can help destroy Him, you will learn it in due time. For now get some sleep, we start after breakfast."

Arthur left the room quickly, returning to his own bedroom, taking the splintered stick with him, Arthur didn't care anymore. The closest thing he had to a father was now dead, replaced by a dark Wizard who wouldn't let him rest for a day.

Arthur felt the anger surge inside him, he cried into his straw pillow and remembered the man who once resembled a father.

Sorry I haven't uploaded in a while. The lyrics were inspired by Malukah who is a Youtube singer, check her out, she does some brilliant Skyrim covers. By the way I may have caused confusion, Damon's dad is called Mr Nord, but I referred to him as Mr Wazzledon, this is not his name, it's Mr Nord. Wazzledon is a name Intend to use later on in the story, I intend to correct this mistake soon.