Chapter 5: On dry land
Cold.
It was so cold.
Why in the world had I decided that climbing a mountain to check out a crumbling tower halfway covered in snow would be a great idea...
Oh, right. The view.
From atop what was left of a near collapsed tower I could see for miles in every direction. To the west I could see the sun glinting in the water of the sea. I imagined ships rolling in the gentle waves, carrying their cargo from one side of the world to another, the softly creaking wood and the rustle of the sails, the smell of clear air with a hint of salt. Nothing but the ocean in any direction.
To the south were the plains, only broken by green patches of trees, I could almost feel the rustling grass beneath my bare feet. The serenity given with nothing but the breeze as a travelling companion, tugging at the sleeves of my shirt, urging me forwards. Flowers growing wildly where the wind had scattered them, untamed.
In the southeast lay the great forests. Trees as tall as the world was wide, plants as ferocious and beautiful as any predator. The rustle of animals scampering at the slightest sound, the growls of their hunters. Beneath the canopies of the great forests the light comes down only through feeble rays, almost giving anyone between the ground and the sky the feeling of being beneath water. The never ending war for the life-giving sunlight.
To the east, where I was heading, there was sand. Sand for as far as the eyes could see. Scorching heat, scorpions and nights colder than this tower, crusted with ice as it was. I could almost feel the sand burning my feet, the sun assaulting my skin without mercy. The moon, cold and distant, never answering the howl of the wind. And the walls of a city greater than I had ever seen, the buildings half covered in sand, worn smooth by the eons it had stood empty.
Standing there, on top of the world, I wondered if there truly were nothing but ruins here.
That, and why the sun wasn’t rising. I lay down to rest, and woke the next morning to find that the moon was still in the sky. It’s presence felt more ominous than before, and its light felt colder somehow, less benign.
The night lasted for a week. My feet and back froze against the parapet, a layer of ice holding me captive. I found myself wondering if this was the end of the world. Such a beautiful, yet desolate place did not deserve such an end.
When the sun finally crept over the horizon, I had almost lost hope. The gentle warmth of its rays rose me from my slumber, and I could feel heat slowly working itself back into my limbs.
The night would not last forever after all.
---
I woke with a start. Jerking up only to groan in discomfort at the pain in my ribs, and I briefly wondered why it hadn’t healed when I heard a girlish snort from a short distance away.
“Well. The human is finally awake.” Chrysalis said with a smug grin. She was sitting on the other side of a crackling fire.
I rose to a sitting position more slowly and looked around. We were still in the valley. Around us the roiling fog swirled in a light breeze, concealing anything outside the range of the fire. Below us were stones, worked stones I realised with surprise and looked around more carefully.
We were sitting on the end of a broken stone bridge, sheltered by a square support-pillar overgrown with lichen. From what I could see, it went no farther than a few metres out over the river before it abruptly ended. To my continued surprise there was a road running from it, I could not see where it went. For all I knew, it might have stopped just outside the light of the fire.
“What happened?” I croaked groggily, rubbing my hair. When my fingers came away they were red with blood, but I could feel no wound.
“Before or after we so gracefully slammed into that pillar over there?” Her smirk never left her face, and her eyes glowed softly in the dim firelight, the green of her eyes mixing with the gold of the fire.
I shook my head and winced. I remembered jumping into the water to escape the wolves, but everything after was blurry.
“Before...” I grunted and tried to rise, only to find that the world spun viciously and sat down with a thump.
Chrysalis looked innocently to the side, smiling girlishly, frankly it creeped me out. “Well, when a queen and a praetorian loves each other very much...”
I cut her off with a glare. “Spare me the witticisms Chrysalis. You know what I mean.”
She continued to smile, though it turned slightly predatory as her gaze returned to me. “A lot of creatures would jump at the possibility of learning about changeling breeding habits, Tom.”
I bared my teeth and spat into the dirt. “Well, I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about it right now.” I frowned. “Tom?”
“Yes. I heard that somepony called a rock that once.” She gave a short laugh. “And you’re pretty thick-headed. Your loss.”
I rubbed my eyes with my fingers and shrugged. My body was aching, and I was not in the mood for bantering with a changeling too snarky for her own good in a place that could very well turn about and kill us at any moment.
“Shut up... Just tell me what happened after we jumped into the river...” I ground my teeth. “Please.”
“I couldn’t tell you if I were to shut up,” she gave me a sly smile “now could I?”
With a grunt of effort and pang of pain I stood up and shakily got over to the harness. It lay wet and slightly torn beside the fire.
“Just tell me.” I picked up the harness and wrung most of the water out of it. “Or I’ll put you upside down in the harness for the next two days.”
Chrysalis’ smile fell, and I saw a twinge of disgust pass over her features. “You wouldn’t...”
“It would make the trip all the more pleasant for me you know.” I smirked at her and held the harness closer to the fire, hoping to dry it off some.
She sneered at me and slumped a little in defeat. “Fine... You’re no fun...” Chrysalis rolled her eyes and started telling me about our quite fortunate swim.
“Wait? Tentacle monster?” I interrupted her. “You mean like a kraken? Here? In a river? I thought they lived at sea or something?”
Chrysalis sighed and rolled her eyes. “And just how am I supposed to know if it was a kraken or not? I’ve never even heard of such a thing.” She sneered again and looked away. “Until now I thought hydras were the most dangerous creature in the water.”
I froze and stared at her. “Hydras? You have hydras on this world?”
Chrysalis looked exasperated. “Yes, so we do indeed. What of it?” I pulled the harness away from the fire when it began to smoke, and returned my attention to her. “If it hadn’t been for the river serpent eating the ‘kraken’, we would be dead by now.”
I froze, and the color drained slightly from my face. “River serpent? You mean there’s a giant serpent in this river, not twenty feet away and you lit a fire?!” I hissed and started kicking dirt onto the fire.
“Oh don’t do that. It was such a nice little fire.” A deep basso voice rumbled from behind me. “So warm.”
My eyes twitched and I slowly turned around. Behind me, rising three meters out of the water, were a grey and white river serpent. It was thick enough around the neck that three men couldn’t have reached around if they tried. Its face was that of a dragon, framed by a grey tangle of hair. One of its eyes were closed, the edges crusted with algae, the other shone blue, like the sea in a storm. The eyebrows were long wisps of grey hair, and it crested in a frown as the creature looked down at me.
“Now why are you looking at me like that?” He rumbled. “It’s not nice to stare.”
I heard Chrysalis snicker beside me and turned to find that she had hobbled up to my side, grinning at my obvious fear of the monster towering above us.
“Oh don’t worry Valiant” I stared incredulously at her “He gets like that when he’s excited.” She gave me a sultry grin, and I felt bile rise in my throat.
“Oh really now.” The serpent grinned, flashing shining white teeth all too sharp to be healthy, for us.
“You know this creature?” I hissed through my teeth, my throat tight with fear. I started to back away, hoping that the mist might hide us from becoming this monster’s next meal.
“Creature? By the stars, how vulgar!” Valiant said jokingly, a clawed hand clutching his chest in mock offence.
Chrysalis grinned and gave me a pointed look. “You should have heard what he called me when we first met.” She frowned and looked at me trying to slink away. “What are you doing?”
I stared at her. “I’m trying not to end up as ‘Valiant’s’ next meal!” I sneered, and all of a sudden my leg cramped, causing me to tumble backwards onto the paved stone of the road.
Valiant chuckled and waved his hand dismissively. “Oh, thank you for the offer” he grinned deviously, once more showing off his disturbingly sharp teeth “but I already ate.”
I couldn’t help but bark out a half choked bark of laughter, and some of my tension started to fade. “That you did.” I got back to my feet and rubbed my still-bloody hair with an awkward smirk. “Thank you for that.”
“Oh it was no trouble! It was just in time for dinner.” He half smiled, looking a bit ashamed. “I would have shared, but I got a bit... enthusiastic.”
“What a kind thought.” Chrysalis said, smiling pleasantly up at Valiant. Which surprised me, Chrysalis hadn’t really struck me as the type that was able to smile pleasantly.
I shrugged the thought away and walked back to her side. “So.” I said, trying to match Chrysalis’ smile, a bit forced maybe, but I was still a bit unsure of this creature. “How do you two know each other?”
Chrysalis turned to me and licked her lips, her grin once more having that predatory quality I had grown to know her for. “We had more than enough time to get...” Her smile turned sultry “aquainted, while you were asleep.”
I shuddered, terrible images flashed through my mind. Terrible, impossible pictures.
Valiant must have noticed my vacant, disgusted stare. “Chrysalis, stop teasing the man.” He frowned. “Or woman. I mean no offense, but I can never tell with new species.”
My eye twitched a little, but I couldn’t help but sigh in relief. “I’m male, yes.” I gave a slight grin. “At least I was the last time I checked.”
Chrysalis flashed me another sultry grin. “Oh, he’s male all right.” Her grin deepened when I turned to stare at her. “I checked.”
Both of them laughed when my face flushed red with embarrassment, and I could feel my eye twitch again.
Valiant’s laugh trickled away and he turned to me, smiling pleasantly. “I must say, your companion here is quite amusing.” He stroked his chin. “I was under the impression that changelings were... somewhat unsavoury, but despite her strange choice of mate, she is rather charming.”
Not exactly the wording I would have cho... “Mate?!” Chrysalis and I exclaimed in disbelief.
“Wait wait wait... Hold on there a minute.” I croaked. “Mate?”
Valiant cocked an eyebrow. “Yes? Is that not what you are?” His gaze changed from me to Chrysalis and back again. “You seem rather protective of her, so I just assumed... Oh dear.”
“Well! Of course I am. She’s a friend!” I paused and glanced at the changeling. “I think...”
Chrysalis rolled her eyes, but I saw the shadow of something unreadable flash through them. “Yes yes. We’re just friends. Nothing more.” She winked at me conspiratorially “Yet.”
I rubbed my temples, and once more I wondered just what in the world I had gotten myself into.
---
The sun finally rose over the edge of the valley, and the mist lightened enough to see more than a few metres at a time. It was now obvious that the road continued further down the valley.
“Are you sure you have to leave so soon?” Valiant said, his voice sad.
I grunted and finished tying the harness with Chrysalis to my back. “Yes. I’m sorry that you can’t come with us though, it would be nice with some polite company.” I shot the changeling a pointed glare, and she snorted.
“True... Some times being bound to the river is a curse.” Valiant said somberly. “Oh well, maybe I shall travel to the sea. It has been a while...” He trailed off.
“I know the feeling.” Chrysalis said with a slight hint of contempt directed at her situation.
Valiant sighed and looked wistfully up at the barely visible sky above. “Very well. I bid you good travels then... Maybe we’ll meet again one day under better circumstances...”
“I think he forgot.” Chrysalis whispered to me, and I nodded in response.
“Valiant?” I turned to the large serpent after fastening the last strap.
“Yes?”
“You agreed to escort us to the end of the valley, remember?” I said.
“Oh... right” He chuckled. “Then let us be on our way!” He rubbed his hands together and began slinking back into the water. “To think that I have gotten two new friends, and here of all places. Chrysalis and...” He frowned and turned to me. “I never got your name! How rude of me.” He flushed a bit red, and I turned my head away.
“He doesn’t have one!” Chrysalis quipped cheerfully from behind me. “I get to name him!” I could practically feel her grin.
“Oh my. How terrible!” He exclaimed, his expression one of concern.
“Tell me about it...” I grumbled under my breath, and Chrysalis bopped me on the head.
“How did this come about? Did he hit his head? I had a cousin who thought his name was Steven for a whole month after colliding with the riverbank.” He ducked his head closer to mine to peer into my eyes, and I realised that if he wanted to he could eat both me and my cargo in one fell bite.
Chrysalis snickered. “I’m sure he has hit his head plenty of times, but no. I just don’t think he has one.” I could tell that the entire name situation was quite amusing to her by the way she suppressed her chortles.
“How terrible.” Valiant murmured and gave me a calculating look. “That just won’t do!” He put a clawed hand on his chest and a finger on my shoulder. “I will help you find a name!” He said with a grin.
I groaned and rubbed my temples... Just what in the world had I gotten myself into...
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I vote Rory for his name! Because Dr. Who and why not?
Susanin it is.
His name should be Harry, Harry Peter
na na na na na na na na na na na na na
...Well, you know where I'm going with this.
1933133 this fellow gets it.
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I second that idea! call him Rory.
Also was that dream about Nightmare Moons first rise and he has been around before that for a long time or was that rather soon after his arrival?
We shall call him Carlos. He sounds like a Carlos.
Eh, just call him "Hey you" That should be good enough.
Love it.
I also like this Valiant you've introduced.
Keep up the good work.
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"A boy and his changling" :D Yeah, pretty bad, I would have to know more about to story to make a deep meaningful title.
he is Immortal why is he Afraid? All Human fears are bound to the fact taht we can die.
Take the dying away and there is nothing to fear.
How about Clovis, it means 'renowned fighter' in Prussian, Prussia was an Anglo-Saxon country that was conquered by German crusaders; seeing as how the flashback reminded me a bit of 13th-14th century Europe and that they were defeated in an attack I felt Prussia would be acceptable
It also sounds more pony like the other 'human' names you have been looking into.
Rory, he was the Immortal Centurion that guarded the Pandorica. This guy was a Roman Auxiliary(so both Roman soldiers), he is Immortal now... it really does fit.
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Seeing as he's traveled and survived a lot, what about Walker? Most of the names thrown out there are either references or not very fitting. Equestrian names tell who you are, and aren't jus identification.
Plus walker sounds bad-ass. just sayin'.
I agree with Rory
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Not being able to die does not mean a lack of pain.
This story is
as in Rory the racing car... no I don't think so. put the name Jesus in there, Harold and Frank.
some ranks in the roman army:
Dux : A very general term for commanders of varying rank and status.
Tiro : recruit
Gregarius : literally means herd animal
these are a few names that are possible for him
Anthony or Antony, both mean 'praiseworthy' and everything he has done so far is, if nothing else, just that.
What about some thing russian or roman/latin for storm
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I'm always up for listening if you want to tell me your thoughts.
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The fear of death is something that is ingrained within human nature, and a few lucky breaks doesn't dissuade that fear. And well, pain is an unpleasant experience, especially if you find that you can't die from it.
Besides, who's to say that he's truly immortal?
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Interesting, but not really something Chrysalis would know. Same with a lot of the other suggestions here, Chrysalis probably wouldn't know any of these things... probably.
And to whomever might read this, things will get stranger before they become clear. New chapter this weekend, probably.
2021403 To be quite FRANK with you, I was just giving a few funny names, but now that you mention it...
people are saying that in the changeling caste, that there are Centurions and other kinds of soldiers, all of which are names for soldiers in the roman army. Hence the reason I was suggesting the latter names, as they are ranks or 'nicknames' in the roman army. I wasn't paying much attention when my friend was talking about them.
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It is appreciated, quite so in fact. And when you mention it, I've seen a few fics where some roman army similes were used when describing the changling armies.
This is actually the first fic where I'm doing research to augment it. I'm learning a lot of things, interesting things. Though most of it will probably only come up in the 'flashbacks'
this is good story, I like it alot
The crying has lessened and the headache has come with a vengeance
We would have voted the name Marcus.
Oh my god. Tom the fuckin' rock.
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