Guillaume: The Chapel Round 1

the opened door reveals the chamber and our enemies. i instinctively began to chant - a prayer for courage, strength and hope.

"grand seigneur et createur de l'univers. je vous implore. guidez nos coeurs, nos esprits, et nos mains pour que ensemble, nous battrons ce mal"

the song was short and quiet. lingering. it touched and filled the hearts and mind of every ally. i see each, take deep breaths as if the magic in working itself out individually, mentally prepares them to the impending battle.

but in my mind's reality, i am sole witness to the tiny eladrin cherubs with curly silver and shimmering hair and tiny little wings fluttering behind them, appear -- one for every ally floating just above each ally's head. each carrying a wand which they cheerfully wave to and fro showering my allies with divine magic dust.

"fear not my friends. the lord of all fées is with us!" i loudly called out to strike fear on our enemies.