The Year 1 of the Age of Faction,
Blue flashes flood my mind.. there is a blinding light, my hair soaked, my skin strangly pink now.. I remember the final war.. at least I think I do, my mind a bit distracted from the image of my perfect Drow form ripped from my soul... now what am I... More blue flashes, I'm in the water; a name comes to mind, but as tears come to my eyes in this great ocean the name fades.. my mind slips.. and there is darkness, peaceful, warmth... darkness...
I feel nothing now, as if the stars and the gods have gone silent... where is the rider and the horse?...
LIFE... in me again, or is it me? My hair still soaked, I am not floating in the deep blue.... aboard a ship now, do we even remember my name?...
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This was the original post, but it didn't make sense to have a new journal infront of the old one - Taleisin
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