Challenge 93 - Power Corrupts
Jan. 30th, 2007 10:54 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
osmandias.livejournal.com posting in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
kh_drabbleChallenge: [093] - Power Corrupts
Title: Not All Are Wise
Word Count: 236
Notes: Centered around Ansem the Wise. I found the prompt seemed to go well for this character and there's not enough of him floating around the 'net.
Kings ruled, but not all did so wisely.
He promised to be different from the tyrants that came before. The ruler, young at the time of his coronation, envisioned that when historians wrote of his exploits, he would be the pinnacle of what a king should be. The young king was a champion to his people, a beacon in the swirling chaos that was their world. Taking what he'd learn from his people – their experiences, joys, sorrows, hopes, desires and dreams – he fashion a reality for those that had no power to make it their own.
With practiced wisdom he negotiated peace, mediated upon differences, found solutions that did not end in the cold bite of steel. The king’s knowledge only grew as he aged, never stagnating as it had with others. Turning his eyes from the peaceful world that he had successfully crafted, the king acquired a taste for a newfound knowledge that had until now escaped him.
He thought he could control it, contain what he had set loose. The wise man had never dealt with enemies. Allies sent him tumbling from his throne.
That was when the wise king learned something new. It was never the knowledge that corrupted the individual, but the power in which they chose how to use it. It was not the knowledge that corrupted him, but the cloying sense of power that it gave.
Title: Not All Are Wise
Word Count: 236
Notes: Centered around Ansem the Wise. I found the prompt seemed to go well for this character and there's not enough of him floating around the 'net.
Kings ruled, but not all did so wisely.
He promised to be different from the tyrants that came before. The ruler, young at the time of his coronation, envisioned that when historians wrote of his exploits, he would be the pinnacle of what a king should be. The young king was a champion to his people, a beacon in the swirling chaos that was their world. Taking what he'd learn from his people – their experiences, joys, sorrows, hopes, desires and dreams – he fashion a reality for those that had no power to make it their own.
With practiced wisdom he negotiated peace, mediated upon differences, found solutions that did not end in the cold bite of steel. The king’s knowledge only grew as he aged, never stagnating as it had with others. Turning his eyes from the peaceful world that he had successfully crafted, the king acquired a taste for a newfound knowledge that had until now escaped him.
He thought he could control it, contain what he had set loose. The wise man had never dealt with enemies. Allies sent him tumbling from his throne.
That was when the wise king learned something new. It was never the knowledge that corrupted the individual, but the power in which they chose how to use it. It was not the knowledge that corrupted him, but the cloying sense of power that it gave.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}