The Legend of Archibal: The General IV

“Oh, hallo,” she managed to say. “I thought father was alone. I didn’t think I left him long by himself.”

“I’m fine, Sarah. Archibal was kind enough to make some tea.”

“Yes, well, I’ll be next door if you need me,” Sarah knew that when her father had company it was best to give them privacy. Her father had been a General during the one-hundred-year war and had at one-time secret meetings with other high superior officers. Though, her father was no longer in the army and the war had ended years ago, she fell into habit and left the room.

“I don’t want to extend my stay,” said Archibal. “I best be going… Before I leave I was hoping you can guard something for me until I can fetch it later.”

“Of course, anything, Arhcibal.”

Archibal took out a lantern and handed it to Markus.

“Keep it close,” Arhcibal mentioned. “It’s very sacred. Take care of it.”

“I will guard it with my life,” said Markus as he held the lantern. Before Archibal left he lit the lantern and then he was gone.

 When the lantern began to glow, Markus experienced a sort of miracle. He could see the light illuminating the room and for the first time, he regained his sight. He was hoping to get a view of Archibal, but instead saw a gust of wind, blow into the room, as the door opened and closed.

“A magic lantern,” he whispered.

The Legend of Archibal: The General III

“It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other, Archibal.”

“Aye, it has, Markus. How have you’ve been coming along?”

“I’ve managed the best I could. Of course this is only temporary,” he pointed to the blindfold.

“Of course,” Archibal unable to abjure his truth.

“So tell me, what kind of journey are you on, Archibal?”

“A personal one,” Archibal responded. “I’ve been on a search for the Black Moon Lily.”

“The Black Moon Lily, is that so? I haven’t seen one since the war.”

“Aye, hence my unexpected visit. I’ve been told they grow around these marshes.”

“I hate to disappoint you, Archibal, but those flowers have been eradicated by the war. My daughter use to bring them in from the marsh. The marsh has dried up since… May I ask the need for this flower?”

“Not at all. I’ve heard they are very medicinal. I need them to cure an ill friend.”

“I’m sorry to hear your friend is ill. I wish I can help you further.”

“Your hospitality is enough, dear friend.”

A door slams and in walks in Markus’s daughter, Sarah.

“Ludicrous these people are,” Sarah gripes. “Superstitious they’ve become. Lita, just stopped me to talk about some blasted light up in the mountain. Asked me if I didn’t anticipate it. What hocus pocus goes around here? I think they have a wild imagine. They are worse than children.” She paused enough to see the fire burning in the fireplace. “Oh, you started the fire.” She finally notices Archibal standing nearby. He was a tall, intimidating figure, dressed in a dark tunic, a steady gaze and long black hair and beard. It frightened Sarah.