Curse

Eldin · Dec 30, 2005, 11:19 PM // 23:19

Author's Note: Take note that I am writing this up as I go along. In the past, I have roleplayed and often visualized great medieval/renaissance-type lands, both in my mind and in MMORPGS. I also am only at Yak's Bend in GW, so I'm going to keep this out of the world of Tyria - however, this is a medieval-renaissance-ish setting.
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Prologue ~ A Letter To A Love

My love...

...I have long wished to let you know that I am alright. However, by such a time, that is not the case. Do you remember the fateful day...of which we were so close? So close...such a day continues to haunt me. I am not one to forget - as though I am cursed with it - its eternal scar left upon our lands...as well as my soul.
*hesitation*
...I still remember it perfectly. I was...17. Remember? Humanity was ever doubtful of my kind. Yet, our relations grew with the passing of the sun. I wish I had time to tell it all, but alas, even I am running out of time.
*handwriting suddenly becomes more frantic and scratchy*
They have arrived. As I write this, they begin to slash away at our generators. It will not be long until the repellance aura is dispelled - and there will be nary an ounce of hope left for me, or anyone else here, for that matter. Know that despite all the hardships in the past year, take note of that which is hidden from mortal eyes - do not forget me, or our great accomplishments. I can hear the flickering of the aura - the end is near. Perhaps this was planned all along. Actually, it was, in ways. Do you agree?
...I deserve to die. For my sins, we are all doomed. Do not attempt to console me - it would not matter now. Goodbye. Remember that I shall always love y-
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The letter was never sent. T'was lost among the ruins, only to be recently uncovered by archaeologists.
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I'm not sure when I'll get around to part one, which of course will be significantly larger. I am only leisurely typing this, but who knows...?