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The Heart of Shadows
Wednesday, 03 September 2008
Long has it been since I walked my halls, since I've entered the library and traced my fingers along the spines of the books and along the shelves they stand upon, Lucas café is empty and void of any lingering scents from the kitchen, Alannas tavern is just as empty and the drips of water down the walls by the pool fill the cavern with loneliness. The fountain in the entrance hall sings now for naught but ghosts. My footfalls echo through the different hallways as memories of the laughter that once filled the halls echo through my mind. Nostalgia fills me, eats at me as do the memories of what once was. We are still here. We linger, like ghosts. We wait for an awakening, for something worth waking for, hoping there will someday be something worth waking to.

I remember the laughter that once filled the guild, it spilled from me and mine like silver from the moon on a clear, crisp cloudless night. I miss it. I miss them, I miss me.

I miss the look in her eyes as she told a story, the shimmer of light over her lips as she formed each word so carefully, the twitch in the corner of her mouth as she triednot to smile as I'd interrupt her, question her and just generally annoy her.

Apparently I can be quiet annoying'...who knew?


I am awake and walk the lands again, but...I needed, need something to give me a purpose. I need a challenge, a goal. I think we all do to help us fight that apathy Valorn seems to fill everyone with. What I am really saying is...I need a new avenue to be able to cause hell.

I hung up my daggers today, mounted my duelnasters and have taken on red robes and picked up a staff. Hayate would die...The enchanters academy is gonna burn..Oh indeed it will. Seragil Shadowsong with spellcasting abilities I can smell the fires burning all ready. Adrenaline moves through me once more and my eyes burn with old mischief. I am alive, I am awake...and once again I am filled with my old devilry. Even as I write this I can't stop grinning, my mind is awhirl with plots and adventures, with mayhem and laughter.

It hurt though and still does...putting away my daggers and duelmasters, they are an integril part of me, a part of who I am. They hold so many memories for me. Hayate found my duelmaster at Haggies...long and long ago, it was just laying there in his stand Hayate said and he knew it was meant for me. I have had it ever since. It hurt more then I can put in words when I unclipped it and hung it on the wall. It sits now on my office above the fireplace, the light shimmering over it. I will take it up again. I know it and everyone who knows me knows it. Enchanter is just a phase...but a phase I need right now. It is a reason...an excuse to re-enter the world, to breath, to be...To exist in a world where without a reason to stay, a goal, a purpose, we fade and die as a people. It makes me wonder if that isn't the reason so many of us have faded into the background. We lost our purpose, our reason, that spark of vitality we all had when we first walked the lands of Valorn


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