Delight No More

Standing on the cliff ledge, Solandra was delighted by the sunlight trimming the grey clouds that hovered high enough over the tall tree tops to not block her view. In a clearing in the middle of that forest stood two armies. One was foul and nasty creatures including Hags and demons. The other people praying and screaming to their deities to protect them and fight along side them.
Moonweaver let go of Solandra's hand, saying, "It must go help them. Stay here my darling, and be my beacon of all we fight to cherish."
This meant, while Solandra had stayed hovering up on the ridge. She saw the moonlight beam glow where Moonweaver landed, and then a second one, as Sehanine Moonbow joined Moonweaver. A loud cheer rose up from the clearing and a horn declared their triumph of prayers answered.
Moonweaver and Sehanine Moonbow gathered the humanoid armies together, forging forward with renewed purpose and hope. As they boldly pushed back their enemies, Moonweaver noticed a weird distaughtion in the tree line not far ahead. The enemies army stepped back past it. Moonweaver saw their faces blur for only a microsecond.
The force Moonweaver used to create a quick barrier of protection in front of the humaniod armies and Sehanine Moonbow, caused herself in front of the barrier. Then Sehanine Moonbow called for Moonweaver to open it so she might aid Moonweaver, but the risk was too great to those they were protecting.
Stuck between the two 'lines' of her own barrier and that created by the enemies, Moonweaver looked up to the ridge. The lone figure of Solandra stood there - her long red hair blowing in the breeze.
Moonweaver blew a kiss into the wind. A moment later Solandra felt the delight of a kiss landing on her forehead. Before Solandra had time to plane shift to that spot, planning to have moved into a different plane, to then move back to the Prime Material Plane, into that clearing - dozens on dozens of magically formed hands pulled Moonweaver through the enemies 'line'.
A scream rose into the air, like an owl screeching. Solandra fell to her knees, next to Sehanine Moonbow, as she watched Moonweaver split into six parts. None of the parts of Moonweaver fell to the ground, but in each her eyes darkened. Iron cubes circled those parts of Moonweaver, drawing her inside.
The Hags, usually such disorganised and uncooperative creatures, had been powerfully bonded and binded together by The Enchantress Ezmia, just long enough to take away Solandra's lover.
Then the enemies army disbanded, and those vial creatures slunk back to where they had come. The Humaniods stood silent. All that remained of Moonweaver was the barrier.
Then a horn blew a long, sad tone. Somewhere in the rear another horn joined the mournful note.

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Solandra stayed crumbled in a heap for hours - her tears formed a mirror-like lake. Her weeping filled the air. Sehanine Moonbow told the armies to return to the safety of their settlements.
For the first time in forever The Enduring Ones gathered together. The seven others there to grieve with the youngest of their kind. Troilus rammed his long sword into a rock in the forest; vowing never to touch it again. They all stood for the longest time, without words or movement. Even when the others returned to their realms and duties, Perdita remained with the youngest sister. For years people thought them statutes. However, no one knew who had craved them.
People came to try to remove the magical sword from the stone, however none were successful.
As the decades past, each of the other members of The Enduring Ones came occasionally to visit. However, slowly they stopped returning from their realms; except Troilus. Each time he returned, he showed more and more changes. He switched to a nomadic life, filled with art and poetry.
The last time Troilus visited, he brought with him a small dog. Troilus placed the dog he had named Barbabus beside his the mourning figure of Solandra. The dog licked her hand, and she moved it to pat the canine.
Troilus pulled out his long sword from the rock, handing to Perdita, simply saying "Put it away from me."
Perdita's always forlorned faced looked startled, before doing as asked. Perdita striked at the mirrored surface of the lake, splitting it in two. Then Perdita was gone, leaving Troilus with the youngest of The Enduring Ones.
Picking up Solandra, Troilus was the first to see the changes in her features. Solandra had no delight remaining, so transformed by the delirium of her grieve into Mania.
With Barnabus at his side, Troilus travelled the long journey into the realm once home to Solandra. It too had changed, as did it's name - it became Extraneous. The realm's previous name long forgotten.

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Hasta Rīz Wēp Fôlan

The followers of The Twin Moons on Esau, hold a feast each year, known as Hasta Rīz Wēp Fôlan, in remembrance on the 11th day of Saiph - for Moonweaver and those who lost their lives in that battle. Mania does so in her own house with Extraneous.

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NOTE: Hecate Darkmoon is the corrupt version of Moonweaver. It is believed some of her parts are still trapped, which is why Hecate does not remember herself as Moonweaver, and was able to be successfully corrupted.

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