HDE Past Lives, Deciding Fate

I wake up a few days later a concerned soldier is checking to see if i still live,

I’m covered in a black substance that kind of burns the beast dead beside me and my knife protruding from its neck.

My mind is filled with strange images, some terrifying some serene

“Are you alright little girl?”

“Yeah.. I’m fine, i think”

I don’t think I will ever be a little girl ever again

over the next few weeks I am plagued by my memories of my sister and strange dreams of another realm, The Twisting Nether, I don’t know how i know these words. I just do.

The war has all but ended, the scourge although still a threat in some areas is no longer our biggest concern, the magical energies that once sustained us have been cut off, many have fallen ill, though the youngest and the fittest appear to be able to survive this illness we hope to hear from Prince Kael soon.

Meanwhile I have spent time with a dying elder who as it turns out was a warlock and a powerful one at that, he told me he sensed that i had powerful magic locked away, he told me to speak with Alamma to start my training in the ways of the demon.

it made sense to me, use the demons to have my vengeance against their masters and those who destroyed our race.

~ by kalisynth on April 10, 2007.