The Written
“The citizens of this drab land seem to spend their time standing on street corners scratching themselves, or gambling, and gawping at the rest of the world flying past without them. In all my years I’ve never met a more dull set of people. But then again it’s probably why I enjoy hunting them so much, they’re as slow as their cows...’ From the diary of Durnus Glassren Farden awoke when the bright sunlight climbed over the rooftops and pierced the darkness of his room. The rain had stopped in ...the night, and now an early morning mist filled the streets and fogged the dirty windows.
The mage, however, hadn’t noticed any of this yet, and he closed his eyes tighter against the offending sunshine. The fading tendrils of the dream hovered behind his eyelids. They confused him, annoyed him, ruined his sleep. They were dreams without meaning and the mage tried to dismiss their strange words as nonsense, but he couldn’t help but wondering why the voice sounded so familiar, why he felt as though he should pay attention.MoreLess
The mage, however, hadn’t noticed any of this yet, and he closed his eyes tighter against the offending sunshine. The fading tendrils of the dream hovered behind his eyelids. They confused him, annoyed him, ruined his sleep. They were dreams without meaning and the mage tried to dismiss their strange words as nonsense, but he couldn’t help but wondering why the voice sounded so familiar, why he felt as though he should pay attention.MoreLess
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