I feel it welling deep within me. That Uncertainty, the fear of unknowing.. Turns pass and yet still no sight of the Warrior, Where are you? My heart yearns for him in ways i thought never possible. Through all of the storms he had been my rock, now with my stability gone...It seems i cannot focus. Why wont you tell me you are okay?

The nightmares become more realistic and my fears grow each turn, Gods i need you....
The oily blackness, and searing pain all there lingering before a sickening crunch, it causes me to fall, though instead of reforming in fartown, i am elsewhere, with wicked little creatures that mock me. And as my life is cut short i wake with a scream. Please...please come back