Isanien, pt. 25

I am cast into the sea again. Adrift. The vast nothingness around me, water only. Have I let the surface change me so much? It is weakness. I should change it, not be changed. What would my sisters say? What indeed. I have not heard from them in so long. I thought to secure my own place, I thought to work with or through the others. Instead I have seen them pulled down around me. My sisters wait, but if they wait too long there will be nothing left. I wait, but I have forgotten why.

The dark one asks of me that I join his hunt, but even he does not know what his hunt is for. He fights his king, he serves his king. He is but a mirror into my own lost purposes.


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