Isanien, pt. 28


I keep to the shadows, of which there are blessed few. Light stains the sky for more than half the hours. I’ve searched the land and believe the rumors to be true. The others were driven from the surface, leaving little trace as they went other than the blood that remains. Szordrin chose to stay behind. I find myself once again as I entered this land. Alone. Only the darkness eases my mind, and that continues to retreat. Retreat. How easy it is to say it. How wise I would be to do it, and yet I linger here. Linger… why?


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