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It is so dark here.

So cold and dark

I am so alone.

I am Niteraven. I am Lycan of the Tiger Clan. I am here in the netherworld alone cold and without reference. I know not how long I have been here or if I will ever get out. I will cast my story out into void not knowing but hoping that it may be picked up by a Mystic of Mage of the Lycans should their be any left alive. I have Little Hope but without hope there is truly nothing.

I have had plenty of time to think this story through since being cast here by an evil mage. It was during the last days of the great battle of Defiance that my group of brave Lycans was cast upon by a mage of tremendous dark skills. Although we fought hard all were lost save I. The mage offered to spare my life should I agree to serve him. I rejected his offer swearing my allegiance only to the side of goodness and continued to fight.

I was soon over come and paralyzed entrapped in spell of unknown origin unable to speak or move able only to breath. At this point I would have welcomed death. My friend’s dead or dying or all hope of sparing the world of the Rallosians victory nowmlost. But this was not the plan the Dark Mage had in mind for me. His anger at my refusal to join him was far too great to allow a simple death. He wanted far more revenge than that so he cast me here into the netherworld. As a final torture filled my visions not with the void one would expect but a constant nightmare of every murderous battle and the destruction of all I held dear running over and over and over.

I do not know how long that went on I have no way to mark time. What I do know is the nightmares began to lose their intensity. I began to moments of clear thought of being able to touch feel the void and have a since of my self again. At first I was over joyed to have a rest from the nightmares. That was before the stopped completely and I was alone. I am a Paladin I do not fear the void. What I do fear is and eternity of nothing.

I do not know why the nightmares stopped however I can guess that the Dark Mage may have been killed and thus his spell is slowly losing its hold on me. I hope that is the case for that would mean release. I may only mean death in vacuum but would that not be preferable to this. I think so. 

How long have I been here? I can’t even guess but recently I have noticed that there seems to a lightening and a darkening of the void. I seam to be much like the cycle of day and night. I swear that I actually slept true sleep restful sleep pure bliss.

I now know that things are changing. Not only is there a definite day and night but shadows of what I think are trees and mountains form in the brightest times of the cycle. I do not know how long it has taken for this change to occur but I think my exile from reality may soon come to an end. I do not know what I will find or where I will find my self when this ends. And I am most definitely sleeping It may only be another form of the Hell I am in now. But the idea of a change is exciting.
Praise Brill and all the gods of Marr. I have awakened it morning. I am in the bushes by a stream. OMG I can hear the water feel the air smell the plants. There is warmth in sun and I can hear life rustling in the bushes and see it on the wing. I have been reborn.

I have spent the entire day here without moving from the stream where I first awoke. I have drank water and eaten the fruit from the bushes nearby. I manage to catch fish from the stream. I have taken stock of my situation and my resources. They are few. Gone is the splendor of the armor I once so proudly wore. Gone also are the spells and skills I once used to battle evil. I am as a child. Sadness falls over me as night begins to fall on this my new world for on the horizon is what I believe must be what is left of my old world. I the heavens I can see a fractured torn asunder remnant of world that I am sure was mine.

Upon awakening this morning after a fitful nights sleep I found I had made a decision. If I am to be reborn than so be it. Rebirth deserves a new name so from this moment on I shall be know as Nightraven. I must find out where I am and maby more importantly when I am. Today is going to be a fine DAY.

The new adventure begins.
My Awakening
By LL NiteRaven