The True Heirs of Hsith - book
It tells a story, something that starts in your fingers, and travels its way to your heart - so you wonder the question:
It is the tale of a demon, in legend not Iron, not Lust but something More. Except now a certain group claim that this legend has always been theirs, and certainly never Yours. But you read this small tale, because even a moment of fiction is worth a million moments of believing you are always made to follow and Serve.
And then you read it again, because even with how small the tale is, some parts of the fiction point at things you know are fact. So you talk to a friend, and they talk to a friend and you realise the tale, well it tells of a place you are all familiar with, landmarks that are too close to home rather than what the legends used to suggest as 'far away somewhere'.
And so you think, and so you wonder.
The True Heirs of Hsith is a growing collection of tales, seeded around the retelling of Hsith, his strong ruling over all the local demons, his many romances, and his battle against the Dark King - a being from the well of possibility (possibly fey), who wished to command all demons.
The problem with the tale is not that it combines propaganda with very juicy, very fun romance stories. Nor that it introduces a common ancient enemy to fight. Nor that noone knows the original tale's author (or that many seem content to add their own common knowledge tale to the collection). The true problem of the growing tome is that people keep adding 'facts' from the local areas the tale has travelled through, so that each reread builds in the hearts of the locals the idea that anyone can be an heir to Hsith.
Too many in recent history have acted on that idea - to lethal ends.
Could I be more?
It is the tale of a demon, in legend not Iron, not Lust but something More. Except now a certain group claim that this legend has always been theirs, and certainly never Yours. But you read this small tale, because even a moment of fiction is worth a million moments of believing you are always made to follow and Serve.
And then you read it again, because even with how small the tale is, some parts of the fiction point at things you know are fact. So you talk to a friend, and they talk to a friend and you realise the tale, well it tells of a place you are all familiar with, landmarks that are too close to home rather than what the legends used to suggest as 'far away somewhere'.
And so you think, and so you wonder.
The True Heirs of Hsith is a growing collection of tales, seeded around the retelling of Hsith, his strong ruling over all the local demons, his many romances, and his battle against the Dark King - a being from the well of possibility (possibly fey), who wished to command all demons.
The problem with the tale is not that it combines propaganda with very juicy, very fun romance stories. Nor that it introduces a common ancient enemy to fight. Nor that noone knows the original tale's author (or that many seem content to add their own common knowledge tale to the collection). The true problem of the growing tome is that people keep adding 'facts' from the local areas the tale has travelled through, so that each reread builds in the hearts of the locals the idea that anyone can be an heir to Hsith.
Too many in recent history have acted on that idea - to lethal ends.
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Gotta love adding new “facts”