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<blockquote data-quote="Cevalic" data-source="post: 1574" data-attributes="member: 171"><p>A Forward</p><p></p><p>There are days when I look back at the times I spent on the mortal plane. Memories of my travels on dark roads, staying in run down inns, journeying with the strangest of folk. Indeed, there are few memories from those times that warm my heart.</p><p></p><p>Sometimes I wake up at night, those memories ripping me from my reverie. They are the memories of death, containing both friend and foe, of gruesome acts I wish I never witnessed nor perpetrated. They are the memories of betrayal and shame. Constantly they hover in the back of my mind, specters of a past that tries to drain away my soul at every waking moment.</p><p></p><p>I admit, I have done horrible things, acts that have twisted part of my soul. Some were out of necessity, some of lust, some of greed. I chose them, all the while knowing what I would have to live with. Truth be told, I never knew that the torment would be so great. I would, however, make the same choices again.</p><p></p><p>Dead babies, speaking with demons, even Habit the hobbit, those are memories I can handle. Those are the memories of encounters long since past, that I have dealt with and moved on.</p><p></p><p>No, the time when the pain is worst has nothing to do with past atrocities, or enemies seeking revenge. It is the times when I sit beneath an ancient tree that grants shade from the sun, or walk in a meadow where the wildlife remains indifferent to my passing. It is when I sing a joyful song in a local tavern, or swim in a cool, bubbling brook that runs down from the mountains so near my home. Those are the times when I am most vulnerable.</p><p></p><p>For it is then that the most painful memory emerges from it's secluded place in the deep crevices of my mind. It is those times when the vision of Ameisantha, my love, dances in front of my eyes.</p><p></p><p>And I cry...</p><p></p><p>Jhantyrr</p><p>A.K.A. the Bitter Elf</p><p>798 A.S. Year of Long Caskets </p><p></p><p><strong>A Forward</strong> <strong>A Forward</strong> <strong><strong>A Forward</strong></strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Cevalic, post: 1574, member: 171"] A Forward There are days when I look back at the times I spent on the mortal plane. Memories of my travels on dark roads, staying in run down inns, journeying with the strangest of folk. Indeed, there are few memories from those times that warm my heart. Sometimes I wake up at night, those memories ripping me from my reverie. They are the memories of death, containing both friend and foe, of gruesome acts I wish I never witnessed nor perpetrated. They are the memories of betrayal and shame. Constantly they hover in the back of my mind, specters of a past that tries to drain away my soul at every waking moment. I admit, I have done horrible things, acts that have twisted part of my soul. Some were out of necessity, some of lust, some of greed. I chose them, all the while knowing what I would have to live with. Truth be told, I never knew that the torment would be so great. I would, however, make the same choices again. Dead babies, speaking with demons, even Habit the hobbit, those are memories I can handle. Those are the memories of encounters long since past, that I have dealt with and moved on. No, the time when the pain is worst has nothing to do with past atrocities, or enemies seeking revenge. It is the times when I sit beneath an ancient tree that grants shade from the sun, or walk in a meadow where the wildlife remains indifferent to my passing. It is when I sing a joyful song in a local tavern, or swim in a cool, bubbling brook that runs down from the mountains so near my home. Those are the times when I am most vulnerable. For it is then that the most painful memory emerges from it's secluded place in the deep crevices of my mind. It is those times when the vision of Ameisantha, my love, dances in front of my eyes. And I cry... Jhantyrr A.K.A. the Bitter Elf 798 A.S. Year of Long Caskets [B]A Forward[/B] [B]A Forward[/B] [B][B]A Forward[/B][/B] [/QUOTE]
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