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Sephiroth ([personal profile] sixthsefira) wrote in [community profile] onepassingnight2012-04-23 02:33 pm

Glass Mountain

There once was a king whom possessed a beautiful and talented daughter of whom he was very proud and more than a little possessive of, but as things go, he knew he had at least make a show of trying to marry her off. So he found a large mountain made entirely of glass and installed his daughter at the top of it within a golden castle. Outside the castle, upon the summit of the mountain was planted a tree which produced golden apples. To gain admittance into the castle, one had to pick one of the apples from the tree.

The task sounded deceptively simple when the king spoke of it, saying whomever managed to gain the summit and then gain admittance to the castle would gain not only his daughter but his kingdom once he passed away. Thus a great many attempted to scale the mountain and unfortunately they soon found out the task was no where near as easy or simple as it seemed. The continued painful (and sometimes fatal) failures pleased the king and he sat content on his throne. One day the king's adviser came to him and told him of a knight whom had made it easily over half way up the mountain before turning away to go back down. He advised that if the king truly desired to keep his daughter for himself that there should be put a guardian to watch over the summit of the mountain and the tree.

The king agreed and tasked the man to produced him such a guardian, thus the adviser produced a massive winged beast akin to an eagle and set it to keep watch over the tree and the mountain's summit. When the golden knight arrived again, he made it so close, so close to the mountain's top, but before he could take it and thus make it to the tree, the beast was upon him, causing his horse to rear and the two, man and horse fell all the way down the mountain to perish at its base along with all those whom had tried before.

And so the princess remained trapped within the golden castle still.



[ooc: Decided to intro the lady in with a theme post, Seph's the princess, the king is the President and the adviser is Hojo. Feel free to join in as one of the staff serving the princess, or even the king, or as one of those seeking to win/free the princess from the mountain. The story, twisted to serve my ends is right here ]
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[personal profile] nohometown 2012-04-24 01:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Sephiroth was a prince who had been born without fear. Because of this curious lack, he traveled the world to see if there was anything that could frighten him. It was perhaps a question better left unanswered, but he performed many brave feats--though perhaps they weren't truly brave if he didn't accomplish them in spite of the feeling of the cold hand of fear gripping at him. Nonetheless, his deeds had gained him quite the reputation as a hero.

He wasn't interested in marriage, but he'd heard that there was a woman held prisoner in a castle, and that was reason enough for him to go and free her.

It wasn't difficult for Sephiroth to climb the glass mountain. With the power of his sword, which could cut through almost any substance, he carved large pieces out of the surface of the smooth glass. Thus he leaped from foothold to foothold, seeming to climb the whole mountain in but several bounds. Once he reached the top, he started toward the golden apples.

However, he'd heard nothing of the beast, for the king, in trying to make the task sound simpler than it was, had conveniently neglected to mention it.
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[personal profile] nohometown 2012-04-26 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
He heard the voice and he moved at once. All it took was a glance upward, and the enemy was lost. He leapt up, his sword quick and sure, and in a moment, the flying creature's head was separated from its body, and it fell to the ground. He considered the dead creature for a moment, but no, it had not made him feel afraid.

He turned to the window, nodded in thanks, then continued on toward the tree, from which he plucked a golden apple. This done, he made his way to the door of the golden castle.