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Ignis and Caleo

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A Legend of Old Kobol

Some there are, who believe that life began in the stars,
On a world torn by factions of gods who waged wars�
Let me tell you, of one such conflict that was so waged.
When elemental warriors clashed, and intrigues staged!

There once was a warrior, a queen who reigned of old,
Her wrath knew no bounds, her anger called holy fire�
None could stand before her, for she was passing bold.
And in darkness, she walked, to sate her every desire�
Fire from heaven obeyed her whims and she used them,
To call it upon her enemies until they fought never more!
Soon the gods decided, her soul they had to condemn�
And a punishment fell hard upon the great scarlet whore.
Her name was Ignis and many a soul she stole most fast,
Selling her own unto darkness, to increase all her fame�
Terrible obligations she swore for power that would last.
But only until the gods grew weary of her prideful flame!
She vowed to burn down the heavens and lay all waste,
To force the very gods themselves to bow to her glory�
And only her sister, Caleo, stood against her evil caste.
Though much younger than the queen, the sister�s story,
Was one of peace and contemplative moments, praying.
Fearing for creation, Caleo vowed to act in a rebellion�
To stop her sister, from going forth for madness, slaying!
She sought out the gods, for she feared that mad hellion.

The gods sent forth the Angel of Death to Caleo�s side,
And she brought the angel to mad Ignis� tallest pyramid.
Death clad itself in a cloak of ebon shadow to disguise�
And walk as a mortal to where the queen even now hid.
Death took the form, of a dusky maid with scent of lilies,
For her perfume, and thus she made her cold way within.
The queen made no secret of her wish to slay divinities�
And so was come Death, to stop every blasphemous sin.
The dark maiden watched Ignis� deeds as a kind advisor,
Whilst Caleo kept the maid�s secret from all who asked.
Death became the best friend of the great scarlet warrior,
Waiting for when that queen might be judged and tasked.
The royal princess Cornelia had not her mother�s hatred,
Being a child of goodness, and possessing a kindly heart.
Caleo feared for the girl more and more as she waited�
Praying that Death would not tear the child�s spirit apart!
But the angel was not cruel and remained true to the will,
That brought her hither to punish but one soul, not many.
When the time came, the blood of the queen was to spill,
But safe would be the princess, in Caleo�s fair company.

A kingdom of the Jinn, was the next Ignis would attack,
Ignoring their pacts with holy prophets, anointed kings�
Their hearts ablaze with passion, but never evil or black!
But the mad queen cared nothing for the gentler things�
And so was war between the two kingdoms kindled hot,
Though the Jinn would never fall without wreaking havoc.
Their queen was the most beautiful girl in human thought,
Her name was Aquarius, who in a divine grace did walk.
The disguised Death came to her to warn her of her end,
Yet the child queen vowed to defend her lands, valiantly.
And so Death returned unto Ignis before she could rend,
The life from one who was both virtuous and also saintly.
But the scarlet queen would heed no more wise advice�
Calling to the heavens to send fire down unto all her foe!
But the gods would not allow it, and it rained bits of ice,
Which lasted for several hours and caused not any woe.
But Ignis was crafty, and rode forth with all her armies�
To put to the torch the capital city where Aquarius lived.
Death, Caleo, and Cornelia, to stop any new tragedies,
Pursued the warrior queen, no quarter or mercy to give.

There was no city for the queen to raid; it never existed,
She found instead a long-abandoned ruin filled with ash.
Charred bodies already lay in that rubble as she sifted�
No treasure was to be taken, no golden crown to stash.
The Jinn had used their powers to send her to a future�
Where Ignis� own kingdom lay all destroyed, and gone.
Now smoke went up from it, and stirred not a creature!
The queen�s war was over and the Jinn had thusly won.
By the time the three pursuers arrived Ignis did so weep,
Having found her own corpse in her pyramid�s remains.
They too were taken to that future time and did creep�
Amidst the ruins, until to the repenting queen they came.
Knowing now the cost of pride, Ignis felt a full remorse,
Not allowing Cornelia to comfort her: nor sister Caleo.
Only Death could dry her tears, even if by deadly force,
She longed to put an end to all that she did remember�
A life wasted on the suffering of others, and sick vanity!
Death would not take her, out of pity for her penitence.
On returning to the past, Ignis was cured of her insanity,
Her reign was wise and kind, and known for tolerance.

To the gods the Angel of Death returned, her job done,
And Caleo loved her sister with the warmth of the sun!
Cornelia and Aquarius became the very best of friends,
As to all her former enemies, Ignis made great amends.