Meeting Galendri During Battle

And then, looking up, I saw her.  A girl covered in diamonds.  Or stars.

It was so bright that I dropped my blade; fell silently to the downy green of the Irish hillside.  The faintest, softest settling of metal upon earth.  And thus, my eyes fell upon her in almost the same way.  My shield and armor became at once too heavy for me to hold up, and I collapsed into the grass.

I felt a hand under my chin, raising my head.  I saw into those eyes, surrounded by jewels, earthly or heavenly, and I felt no weight or movement.  I didn’t hear the screaming of men as they killed their kin or the shrieking of metal as it rewrought itself.  I didn’t hear the quiet of men passing into darkness.  I saw only this creature, terrible and strong, beautiful and brave, sent to end the slaughter.

She stood me on my feet, and, without a word, put me to sleep, yet my eyes were open and seeing.  This she did to all who remained of the Great Clans, some unnoticing of her presence even then.  When the last man was turned toward her, she began to walk away from these hills that we had sacrificed needlessly upon and into a cave at the base of the Cliff of Nordth.  At the mouth of the cave, her brilliance faded to become a halo around her.  Then, we watched in stricken awe as she spoke her first words to us.

“I am Galendri, the Servant of the Skies, and Mem, the god of the Skies, whom I serve, would ask that you cease your ill trust of each other and do him the favor of returning his kingdom.”