I remember sitting in the grove of my goddess, L'Antwene. I remember sitting under her branches, reflecting on the past and what was to be the future. I remember that in a few hours it was to be my moment of naming. The day where I made my final decision as to whether I would join the Order of the Savage Fist, the protectors of the garden, or whether I would join the Order of the Leaf, the caretakers of the garden. It was to be the most important decision that I would make of my life, as it would decide my role and fate for till the day when I become one of those that came before.
I cannot truly understand why, but for some reason, by some force I was taken from that decision and placed here, into the true garden of my Godess L'Antwene. It was as if she made the decision, bringing me to these unknown lands.
I awoke to find myself being attacked by a group of what I can only assume are elves, the people birthed by my Godess. Could she have brought me here for some greater purpose than I could have ever imagined living my life in her protection? I can only guess as to her reasons for bringing me here.
It is strange, I feel as if I have been a part of some battle, but I have no recollection of it at all. My entire body is covered with bruises and cuts. I wish my head weren't swimming as it is now.
For now though, I believe I must follow these people, these Elves, as I am obviously tied to them for some greater purpose. What that is, I can only guess. I only know that everything happens for a reason. It is not my place to question the reason, only to find out what it is so I may fulfill it. |
