Sitting in this cell causes me to wonder several things. The most important being, how the hell did I allow these things to go this far? I knew that one day my stubborness would be cause for my downfall. Maybe I just didnt think it would come this soon.
I turned myself over to the Guardians for trial, I was tired of running. Looking over my shoulders constantly to see if a shadowy figure was following at night. There never was, I was just paranoid. But still I let it get to me.
Ive only been here a few days now, Eban talks to me about things every now and then. But other than that, I am left in silence. Left to my own thoughts. Maybe thats my punishment. To live the remainder of my days in this cell, looking back over my past deeds.
Everthorne... That land did not deserve the aggression I held to it. Neither did the fae that settled there afterwards. Aegis, perhaps was one of the few places I could go without having to worry about an assassin. Well, usually.
And the Guardians, I do not even remember what sparked my fued with them. Its been years and it never resolved. Sure, I tried to. But it never lasted. Not once.
In the end I am left with only a handful of those that I can trust. Trust enough not to bury a blade into my body at least without reasonable cause.
Only now of course do I realize that Eban has returned and is talking once more. My mind is always in two places these days. In here, with my memories. While I barely realize whats going on around me.
I vaguely start putting pieces together now. Finally understanding what I can choose to do. Keep some honor for myself, and my reputation as someone who would never back down. No matter the odds.
I decide my fate. It's time.
Eban and I shake hands, a rare moment. One that I think never has happened between us. He readies himself, and again I remember my last words to him. I pray he remembers my last request. I close my eyes, my arms opening as if on their own free will. Just simple cloth now between me, and my next journey.
I sense him lunge and allow a slight smile to flash across my face before the blade pierces through me.
I fall back, time slows it seems. I can feel my energy leaving my body, but there isnt any pain.
My eyes open, but they are no longer my own. My spirit now resides over the body ive had for so many long, long years now. As I turn, I find im not alone.
The cell fades as I focus on my new surroundings. Hundreds, maybe thousands of others stand around me. I recognize faces. Those ive killed, those ive helped, and those that were tied to me throughout the years in friendship and trust.
The cell finally fades, leaving me with the spirits. Its strange, but I feel a hand take mine. Looking at it, I see my wife. Not yet a spirit, but tied to me all the same. A brief smile appears again and she leads me away from my past. And to my new future, and rest, in true death.
I turned myself over to the Guardians for trial, I was tired of running. Looking over my shoulders constantly to see if a shadowy figure was following at night. There never was, I was just paranoid. But still I let it get to me.
Ive only been here a few days now, Eban talks to me about things every now and then. But other than that, I am left in silence. Left to my own thoughts. Maybe thats my punishment. To live the remainder of my days in this cell, looking back over my past deeds.
Everthorne... That land did not deserve the aggression I held to it. Neither did the fae that settled there afterwards. Aegis, perhaps was one of the few places I could go without having to worry about an assassin. Well, usually.
And the Guardians, I do not even remember what sparked my fued with them. Its been years and it never resolved. Sure, I tried to. But it never lasted. Not once.
In the end I am left with only a handful of those that I can trust. Trust enough not to bury a blade into my body at least without reasonable cause.
Only now of course do I realize that Eban has returned and is talking once more. My mind is always in two places these days. In here, with my memories. While I barely realize whats going on around me.
I vaguely start putting pieces together now. Finally understanding what I can choose to do. Keep some honor for myself, and my reputation as someone who would never back down. No matter the odds.
I decide my fate. It's time.
Eban and I shake hands, a rare moment. One that I think never has happened between us. He readies himself, and again I remember my last words to him. I pray he remembers my last request. I close my eyes, my arms opening as if on their own free will. Just simple cloth now between me, and my next journey.
I sense him lunge and allow a slight smile to flash across my face before the blade pierces through me.
I fall back, time slows it seems. I can feel my energy leaving my body, but there isnt any pain.
My eyes open, but they are no longer my own. My spirit now resides over the body ive had for so many long, long years now. As I turn, I find im not alone.
The cell fades as I focus on my new surroundings. Hundreds, maybe thousands of others stand around me. I recognize faces. Those ive killed, those ive helped, and those that were tied to me throughout the years in friendship and trust.
The cell finally fades, leaving me with the spirits. Its strange, but I feel a hand take mine. Looking at it, I see my wife. Not yet a spirit, but tied to me all the same. A brief smile appears again and she leads me away from my past. And to my new future, and rest, in true death.
