Andrew Michael Miller's Thought Backlog
Writer and working Agile professional. Author of Pancho's Fall.
As mentioned recently, the prolific Bróccan the Bard, whose personality and work is well known in the Saibhrean Isles, wrote a sonnet about the Parade of the Dead (carbhán na marbh), the local legend that claims the souls of the dead are led through the sea by a white whale to the underworld (domhan thíos).
The following is the latest in an ongoing communication between two clerics, Professor Cesario de Torium and Professor Recamundus de Gelgadongo. Most recently, the gauntlet has been thrown off and the pleasantries of their profession have all but disappeared, leaving only scarcely concealed candor. What started as a request by Prof. Recamundus for Prof. Cesario to denounce his poem that painted a criminal, in the land of Caelon near Prof. Recamundus, in a somewhat sympathetic light, now has devolved to spiteful critiques of each other's character and body of work.
The first encounter with the First Son in the White Walled City was reportedly very short-lived. Many people had hoped that his arrival would usher in a new era, with him taking the throne that the First Man once sat upon. However, this was a short-lived hope, as he bore his true intentions of his arrival: he needed soldiers to help him in a new war to reclaim the hellscape from the demons.
The following letter is part of an ongoing conversation between two clerics, Professor Recamundus de Gelgadongo and Professor Cesario de Torium. The correspondence, which began as a rebuke of the work of a poem by Prof. Cesario for being too dangerous for laymen consumption, has shifted to direct attacks on each other's bodies of work.
Without a doubt, the most influential single figure in modern history is the man we now call "The First Son." When he first appeared in our legends, the world was a vastly different place than it is today. All historical documents from that age say that overwhelming majority of the world was covered with swarms of demons great and small. In fact, the Third Age, in which the First Son lived, is colloquially dubbed the Age of Monsters. He, along with his bands of brave men over years and years of expeditions, reshaped the world as a place to once again become hospitable by human settlers.