The
children returned and moved swiftly to their seats. Ms. O'Brien
smiled to herself remembering the times as a child when she, too,
would race in from recess to listen to her favorite stories.
She reflected briefly on the tale of the Knights of the Painted
Orb, the age-old favorite was loved by all the children in the
Broughcut Realm.
The
teacher retrieved the history book and took her seat. She smiled
back at the children, their young eyes filled with anticipation
at the continuation of the lesson.
She
opened the book and began to read, "The second hour was upon
the three brothers. Their armies had fought bravely, but
predictably...with Cire's forces gaining momentum.
Early
on in Hour Two Antony was wounded and removed from the battlefield.
As fate would have it, his two brothers were to suffer
similarly. The word of Antony's fall sent shockwaves through
the Gray Army. It took several minutes for the news to
reach Gen. Ramrod that Antony was wounded. Amazingly, Antony
stayed in communication with his Army while the doctors attended
to his injury. The same was reported within the Blue and
Red Armies.
The
three brothers faced
death early that day, leaving their armies fate to
their officers. It was a test, the first of many that day...passed
by some, failed by others.
After
learning of Cire's fall, Gen. Bravo took full command.
He immediately sent one lone soldier to recon the Fortress near
Toddanson's city and report back. As it turned out the
soldier was able to not only recover the information Gen. Bravo
needed, he was also able to briefly take control of the Fortress,
at the cost of a severe wound. As
the hour weighed on, Gen. Bravo recognized the moment was near
for a strike deep into the Realm of Antony."
Ms.
O'Brien looked up from the book and asked her class, "Can
anyone tell me what COBALT means?"
Tommy's
hand shot up. He didn't wait to be called on and shouted,
"TRUE BLUE!"
"Yes,
Tommy," she said through a soft chuckle. "Exactly
right. TRUE BLUE. Now we will learn why the word
COBALT came to mean TRUE BLUE."
Ms.
O'Brien continued reading, "Gen. Bravo pushed his troops
toward the Gray line. All answered the call, but one young
lieutenant shone bright. With the determination of the
sea, Lt. Cobalt and the men under his command struck
the Gray line . The fire was tremendous as
it rained down on the advancing troops. Still they pushed,
each inch of ground costing a life.
Lt.
Cobalt was everywhere at once; shouting commands, rallying his
men, pushing them forward. As the battle raged, Cobalt
received information of a large storehouse located not far from
where they engaged the enemy. A plan was quickly put into
action. When Lt. Cobalt ordered the charge, from a hundred
throats the shout of fury boomed and the soldiers rose as one.
The Blue Army charged into the mass of Gray spread out
before them. The two forces collided with a shock that
echoed throughout the battlefield. As the doctors worked
over him, Cire sat up at the sound of the clash. His fist
shook in the air and he shouted encouragement to his men as the
doctors closed his wound.
Lt.
Cobalt, still in the lead and amazingly unhurt, called his men
on. He waved them forward toward the storehouse and its
prizes. He could see the Gray forces falling, dropping
in place as they defended with their lives the precious food and
water.
Cobalt
was within feet of the storehouse when he met up with Gen. Bravo.
The pair together kicked the door open and stood guard
as the troops emptied it of its contents."