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I'm not entirely sure what to think of this, except it possibly needs beta-ing before I go and post it to 30_kisses

A tiny bit of background info for BoF IV, even though I could go on and on. Especially while I'm trying to write for it, since that always seems to involve me trying to pick apart things to see how they work. This is a world where the people (or a select tiny ...erm, monastery? in mountains in the back of beyond) summon gods to take care of them.(Even though those gods seem to stay pretty distant, influencing things simply by existing.) Only, once upon a time some people who shouldn't have been messing with this tradition tried to bypass the trained summoners in the mountains and do it themselves.

This resulted in a lot of screwed up things, but as it's relevant to the game and to this fic, one particular screwup - Fou-Lu/Ryu. Was supposed to be the Yorae Dragon(god), summoned once every thousand years to adjust the course of the future. Got torn in half due to the faulty summoning, Fou-Lu being drawn into the past and Ryu into the future - exactly one thousand years apart. It seems to be a fairly well-defined yin-yang split: Fou-Lu is emotions and darkness and water, Ryu is action and light and fire.

An interesting thing is that while Ryu seems innocently unaware of the lack at first, Fou-Lu never is. He speaks of himself as 'we' unless addressing something that's particular to him, or speaking with Ryu at the end. I'm not sure if I'm conveying that right. That and the fact that he speaks in this not-quite-right Middle English. Argh.

Opinions, mocking, anything? I'm fed up with trying to figure this out myself.

( Theme #14. )