Those Forgotten

[verdantScarlet]

Hremdir Lestol, Lazuli Lestol, Masiki Alren, Vivile Lemil, Crei Devrei, Molly Devrei, Idir Devrei, Lotille Meril, Adren Meril, Anne Riddir, Drenne Riddir, Liskel, Medeir, Elmet Velkir, Meril Velkir...

I heard each of their screams as the moon laid its destruction upon New Dexia. Their last moments, pure agony as they all were wiped from Eternia without any mercy. Those who are innocent, who had no part in our war, and merely wished to live after the destruction of Vdalion.

It rings endlessly in my ear, the extermination of hundreds, if not over a few thousand.

Lothin Meldrin, Miska Meldrin, Mogei, Demali, Naradde, Velskig Hrummel, Doris Doreidori, Limnel Spask, Frenne Claris, Eclyte Renthis, Gemhirt Renthis, Ricenne Curriye, Hrishka Sekrit...

Everyone had mourned Taglia. Some still haven't gotten over it. I sure haven't as well... but... it's criminal, that none of the others were. I get it – we're Magi. We're "important" or something. But what made the rest... not?

Lothin was your run-of-the-mill blacksmith. Not one for weapons or armour, but his nails kept up many of our houses in New Dexia. His horseshoes helped us travel, too, and his fences were sturdy. His wife, Miska, was a florist. I went there every week to buy some flowers to put in my house. They're beautiful, and they were cared for meticulously - New Dexia was in a desert climate, after all.

Ricenne was a cook. While she was nowhere near Sunny's level, she was still great. Every so often I could just pop by and she'd cook me the greatest curry I'd ever eaten in my life. She always wanted to be an Adamantite Chef. And I'm sure she could've made it.

Naradde was an orphan, and she'd always wanted to be a hero, "just like the Wardens!"... the Wardens who wouldn't lift a finger as those from Nyt'hjem marked our walls. The Wardens that held me back as I tried to stop them from doing that.

Each one of those names had a story of their own. Their own relationships. Their friends, family, their own trials and tribulations. Each one of them had a goal they wished to achieve, perhaps.

And now, none of them have the chance to achieve it.

Korrin Eskorren, Kellien Letherin, Olivier Limhir, Denize Erebris, Dorian Pelleane, Peridou Llewn, Torvalt Hregmir, Ederru Yorihinn, Stehen Unvrel, Kris Aldris, Solair Sunhelt...

There's no monument to honour them. The records of these people were obliterated too. All I have are their names in my head, their faces, their voices, this notebook in which I'm writing their names in...

Kirimir Ithelir, Lowell Ithelir, Dishir Elmir, Loril Ithelir, Sunbrel... Sunbrel...

...More and more of their names slip from my mind by the minute.

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it took me far too long to come up with all those names.