DepartureDay 1 There is information I’ve received from my contact which shall lead me to theenemy kingdom of Rhode. The tales are that of a merchant with special knowledge of anancient spell, when combined with that of a certain stone, grants the user a wish. O howcan I not keep away from the worlds’ mysteries? Uncovering the conspiracy to assassinatethe Lionne high family and locating the lost bow of the ancient warrior Kesla, thesejourneys have always lead me to excitement and the unknown. But spells? Some may say Iam a fool for lending an ear to these fables. Spells are myths; fantasy. Those are butwords of non-believers who once thought griffons were extinct before my acquisition ofsaid beast. My thoughts run deep. Something about this journey plagues me, but I can’tlet mere feelings get in the way of this discovery.
AddictionSolitary comes banging on the wallThe woman head down, defeated, cowering from fearAcknowledging all the knowledge from allThe problems, troubles, issues never seem to disappearConsequences of the actions brought onto the future generationInstrument of death hazing up her visionTwo voices fight without a single conversationHer own foolishness greeted her final decisionShimmering liquid remains of unfilled hopes and dreamsThe action grew despair to peek over the horizonThough it leads to underwhelming sympathiesBy others who perceive a darker person who has risenThis world, her reality, her youthNo light as she faces her unforgivable truth