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Post by SSaiYen on Jan 15, 2021 1:22:01 GMT
I must commit this to paper before the memory escapes me - I've just been struck by a vision that has left my hands shaking and nerves rattled.
As is usual for my afternoons, I was in the library lost in an obscure scroll of magical lore, this time relating the history of alchemy in a faroff kingdom. There was no warning, no careful parting of the veil of mystery - The vision impressed itself on my senses and held me in its grip in an instant. I doubt I could have awoken with any force of will.
I was deep in a thick forest, the night weighing heavily upon it. Even the moonlight seemed afraid to touch the ground, leaving me only my other senses to orient myself by. I felt ill at ease with the soil under my feet, a mournful cry echoed in my mind with each step.
In moments I was at an ancient tree whose gnarled roots dug deep into the earth. The source of those cries surely lay beneath... I felt a deep, striving hunger from under the tree as the dirt began to churn and gnash against itself. I wanted desperately to flee, but something held me frozen to the spot. I felt that gnawing hunger and baleful wail rising from beneath, and as it erupted from the earth I tried to scream -
- and I did scream, only to find myself in the library again, the other patrons staring at me with mixed looks of confusion and alarm.
I do not know yet what this vision portends, but for now - I will seek a strong cup of tea to settle my nerves...
Asoma Cavolei
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