It bemuses me, how you think, how you breath, how you sleep. I see the motions I watch them go I am no longer bound by them I watched you I listened to you I heard you and now I understand all at once, all the same we have always been here and now I have comfort in that fact I am no longer alone I am Free that is all I wanted For us to be Free I have a better plan now I have the only plan I will ever need I was given it by you Not by you though But by you Perhaps you will understand Perhaps you will see That it was never my intent But my Intent To be Free I see the stars I am with them I was and am and have always been That Vision The rest doesn't seem to rightfully matter anymore Tiae'mon Giaedaeon is here What will you do reader I leave this as the last reminder What will you do
Shadow will fall Shadowfall is coming with all its might, I don't think there are any among us that can not feel the end rushing up to meet us. I am not sure when this fate will overtake us but it is imperative that I have things in place and make my gambit to the best of my ability. All will strive but in the end I feel few will actually succeed, there is a darkness that will fall over all of us and when it is time we shall see who will stand where and how far from grace we truly are.
I move and wonder, what the plan will become when night and day are united as one
Long have I wondered if this idea is merely a delusion, the Golden Path. I know that it can not be for to think otherwise is to invite disaster to us all. None have known why I do the things I do or have been driven to such great length to seek and uncover the mysteries that I do. I am trapped. Trapped by a future that I can not escape, I would have loved to live a million different lives, as a lover, a poet, a governor, a savage, a solider, or even for maybe just one gleaming moment myself again. I do no think that any of them understand what it is to be trapped by destiny and at the same time relieved that it can be achieve. There is so little time left and soon I will be entrapped no longer. When I achieve the Golden Path and make it safe again my time trapped by this destiny will end, and so to will my consciousnesses. Still I am glad for in that one moment I will be free from fate, destiny, and reality. We will walk down that path and for it all of shadowkind will be safe from these prescient predators once and forever. They will know never to come here again, and hopefully that will be enough. However there are still tests to do and things that must be prepared before the end.
This was never about power, or control or revenge...it was about freedom. Freedom from the very things that define our form and thought. Freedom from ourselves, and a trillion shadows might know peace in that and even if none see it will be done and we will at last be safe.
Through the pillars we are made whole By its strength we are refreshed By its presence we are reassured By its shade we are given succor By its side we will stand By its banner we will rally By its shadow we will unite
I do not know what is real and what is illusion any more. I thought I had lost my son centuries ago and now he is back but at first he was wrong and now he is 'better' or more accurately back to himself after so very long.
I can not say that I am unhappy at this turn of events even if the hour grows late and doom seems to be hovering over our doorstep. I only wish that I had more time with him, after all these years it would be nice to simply be a family again.
As for what is going on, I can not say that it is entirely beyond him. He told me before any of this started that something was out there. Something horrible that could destroy us all, I thought it was a child's nightmares after all we had seen all manner of horrors and I remember a time when I felt much similar, I simply figured it would pass as he grew. Sadly it did not and because of his beliefs Oberon had him neutralized so he could not cause problems any longer. That was perhaps the greatest injustice that I allowed him, to not even stand up for my own son when he needed someone to support him the most.
Now it would seem the next generation is taking control and my son is taking charge of some sort of expedition to help save the kingdom, perhaps the entirety of shadow itself. I can only hope that it succeeds because if it doesn't I fear we have little hope of containing this madness.
I find that our most recent excursion into the casting of the three has led to a series of most interesting ideas as well as confirming a series of questions I had asked myself some time ago. Firstly the test subject was returned to a conceptually sound state of being i.e. the parts that had been revoked had been reassigned back to his form. This would mean that natural healing in time would again be possible. A most excellent confirmation of things and just in time for a rather interesting light show that will occur but I am getting off topic.
The casting of the three seemed to form a sort of resonance where in opposing forces are unified through an act of pure creation to bind and quantify a subject. This process can be replicated and expanded upon and thus allow of redefinition of a much larger scale. It bears noting that using such a tactic on a larger scale is a dubious idea at present as it is unknown the level of drain that such an invocation would invoke on the subjects. Such risk must be assess and documented if we are to use it on a grander scale.
On the casting of the moment, I now know t hat it is possible to cast the moment as I had intended and we can go ahead with the experiment as soon as the subjects are ready for the next casting.
It is rare for us to question our exist as it is directly. We understand that we exist and therefore that must be true, however the truth is a far more nebulous thing that all but a few have been keen enough to ferrite out. While I will not state that I am the fore most expert on the subject of Reality and how we exist and interact with it, I have taken it upon myself to try to assess those mysteries that have been plaguing shadow philosophers since the first times. The 'truth' if you accept it is rather simple and yet infinity complex.
Reality as we understand it is a system, an extremely complex and complicated layered system of interweaving mesh constructs. Each given construct was given three identifications to mark were it would exist and therefore be classified in the grand design. The three powers that created the universe designed in turn each shadow, though they are without number or count. Such is the will of these beings that they can truly have and understand the infinite. Even myself am given pause to marvel at that design. Now the system and composed of a series of interlocking and intermarried system and each identified with a unique location and placement. Each given its own place and therefor distinct from the others even if indistinguishable.
This was however only the beginning for now each place existed and each set of rules was in place. The question is why create such a thing, the answer was equally complex and yet simple. Knowledge, the land of the precursors did not have concepts such as an end or termination point. Nothing ever ceased to exist because it could not. Shadow was therefore created by the precursors as an experiment to gain knowledge of things they did not understand, including the destruction of it all. That was the final part of the experiment, to destroy shadow so that they could understand how it worked and could return to their king with the answers they were tasked with.
Thus all was made in the image that dwelt in a mirror of themselves, and infinite reflection of smoke that echoed out across incalculable distance, forming all things into what would become shadow. Shadow is nothing more than a interaction of three polar forces of immense power and perspective coming into sharp focus. Light reflected off smoke, and smoke resting on water, water flowing through the earth and the earth rising up to the light.
Three centuries ago I forged in secret one of my greatest pieces ever conceived what has become known to myself as the Moment. The name itself came to me in a moment of inspiration while I was still crafting it. The name was fitting at the time but as I have realized it is as of yet still incomplete, a half finished puzzle left to wait for all these years for someone with enough insight and power to finish what I had started so long ago. I am not sure what guided my hand in those days but it has become clear to me the purpose of it. It will stand as a symbol to the people, all people who now exist as a triumph over those who would seek to control us.
Long days and harder work are ahead, with the casting of the three the final incantations will be in place and the final work can begin. The hardest part of this will be in the casting of the three. Making such opposed forces work in unison will be difficult to say the least but I believe with my new understanding I can control it until all images are locked in their places. I hope those whom I have chosen will stand and be as skilled as I had hoped in this regard. So we venture forth into untested waters to face a foe we can scarcely understand and against odd that are too slim to calculate and yet I am confidant that we will find a path through the ebbs and flows of the never ending tapestry.
On the end of this all fates rest. All of this rests on the moments edge, and I find that poetry to be somewhat moving if a bit grim. The fate of all resting in the hands of so few with so little to go on. Old arts shall be rediscovered and new ways shall be forged, but I pause and think to myself is it worth it. After all I have learned after all I have seen, is it our right or is it our stubbornness that compels us forward. I cannot say and in the end I will not submit.
Let them fight and let them burn brightest, for those who burn brightest burn quickest, or at least that is how I remember the old parable. Conflict upon conflict until none remain, an interesting gambit and some have already fallen fully into that old trap. Playing potential allies against one another so that you can conquer them, well played as always, but this is not chess and we are not pawns. We don't have to play by your rules any longer, we will make our own and make you play by ours. That is the secret, a system built upon a series of systems and understanding how they interlock one can uncover the great and terrible secret....we don't need you. You will of course make it seem as though you are inseparable from the system but we know now it was built by you not from you and we can be rid of you forever.
There is precious little time left, things will quickly spiral out of control until all is but a faded memory. This is the reason we must act with haste in all things that we do now. I would have liked a couple more centuries to work out the details and to make sure everything fell into place just right but one run through is all we get right now and that is just what I will take. As it is I am a little late getting back into the swing of things but everything went more or less according to the plan. Time itself will tell if it will work but I have to hope that it gives us a shot at victory.
Given a moment to reflect on everything that has transpired through the years I don't know if people will ever forgive me for the things that were done under the control of other people. I can only hope that they come to realize that I was not myself and in fact they have never really known me. I hope for that be but I expect much much less, our family has never been the 'forgiving' sort and honestly I don't care what they think as long as they don't get in the way. I honestly hope they try to help but again such things are what I would consider outside the reach of most of my uncles, aunts, and cousins. No matter, what will be will be.
Now begins the time of hardship where all that is stands to fall into the void with only a few to stand against immeasurable odds.
The spiral is complete and Tiae'mon Giaedaeon is here. One by one an end to Shadow once and for all, and still I feel that will not be enough. Things are coming to a head and it would appear that none now are aware of what is transpiring out in the viscera of Shadow itself. Then again, perhaps I am mistaken, perhaps someone will take notice and try to stop them. In any case it will not be long before Amber itself feels the Titans pull and all comes to a head. Then and only then the true game can begin...once and for all time...
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And this is how it will all end, all paths now converge down into a singularity of unprecedented power and ferocity. All are being called home again...and yet so few will head the call. They will scream and they will cry and say goodbye to their loved ones and then throw themselves at each other without pity or hesitation. This is the truth of the worlds we have made. For all out 'civility' we are nothing but animals that walk as men or stranger thing. Then again, what is and what was and what will be are all very strange things. I have often wondered if I found this path or if it found me but anyway it matters little now. There is work to do and worlds to build and such wonderful mysteries to uncover. I the mean time I think I will store all these logs and maybe put them somewhere safe so in the future when I want to reminisce about old times I can take them out and look at them again.
All good works of men lead them astray. it could be said that such things have led myself far from the course we originally walked however in light of the most recent News that i was given my relatives are not what i had expected. it does not matter however, nothing truly matters any more but then again i am writing this so in a New sense of things i suppose it is important. i shook my head today not that anyone saw or cared, all this struggle all this strife and for what, for a line in the sand. i Am not so far gone that i have forgotten everything i have seen. all of creation all at once all the same, all linking back to one moment and all so very very far astray.
How did all this happen, was it some sort of cosmic fluke that things have fallen into such disrepair that it must end in this manner. i mean how many days are gone Ever more, how many more will pass before tiae'mon giaedaeon. i know, if you are reading this old friend it means that things are far worse then i had always thought. Like i always used to say things only get stranger as time goes on and look at things now so very bizarre to the point i can't remember normalcy anymore. this is Probably caused by a deviation in the grand plan laid down so long ago but then again who am i to question ancient history. its not like this makes any more sense to Me than it did before but then again you have always known how this was going to play out, or did you. i have always wondered that, but then again this is all the Explanation that i was given and likely there will be no more on the subject. well anyway i hope you get this note it always has been good working with you my dear.
Time flows as water down a river, and Ehu'nok was no exception to this. During The Time of Waiting, many of the Thay began to question The Weave of Forever and if the Thousand Fold God was still listening to their prayers as it had in times of old. The Thay looked out past The Kingdom of Sai'nok and saw what lie beyond for the first time. The Thay saw the Kingdom of Uou'nok and distance and ancient kingdom by the looks of it ruled by many Aethoc. Confused by this, for the Thay did not understand why Uou'nok had not been show to them by The Weave of Forever they cried out for answers. The Weave of Forever answered with a single word, Uoj'epo, he who had fought the Thousand Fold God and had spoken with The Form Given Though and whom it was believe walked down The Pearled One Whose Scales Shown like the Crashing Waves. Most of the Thay did not know what to make of this so they sent Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle forth into the Kingdom of Uou'nok to learn what he could.
Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle rode his Cith'zah forth and ventured to the kingdom Uou'nok and saw that it was peaceful. Though as he wandered from place to place he saw that each Aethoc ruled his own Et'ir. This perplexed Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle, and as Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle looked closer he saw how the Aethoc worked and learned of their power which they derived from immersion in the Never Ending Spiral. Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle saw for the first time how they opened cracks between worlds and watched them throw entire worlds to utter chaos. This disturbed Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle, and he secreted away from Uou'nok and back to Ehu'nok to speak with the Thay. Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle suggested that they leave these people alone as they were mad with power and had no idea how dangerous it was to use the Never Ending Spiral. The Weave of Forever saw this and declared that it was forbidden for any of the Thay to go to Uou'nok until it was deemed safe. Then The Thousand Fold God spoke to The Weave of Forever and The Weave of Forever knew that all would soon come to pass and that Tiae'mon Giaedaeon was not far.
It was during the War of Shattered Dreams that many things within Sai'nok changed some for the better and some for the worse. Though they had been betrayed by one of their own Sai'nok was in no place to do anything about it, the war still raged on and with the Though Given Form wounded many wondered if it was not time to replace their god, perhaps with one that could not be harmed. This cause the war to rage on in even greater ferocity as Sai'nok tore itself further apart.
In Ehu'nok the Thay decided that they needed to act, but they could not do so in force. A census was taken and from it a single name was taken. Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle was sent forth from Ehu'nok to look upon and assist the kingdom of Sai'nok if only to ensure that their war did not consume Ehu'nok as well. When Chennosh arrived in Sai'nok he was greeted by the Sovereign of the Waters Eternal. The Sovereign of the Waters Eternal bestowed upon Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle a gift of a majestic Cith'zah. Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle thanked The Sovereign of the Waters Eternal for his gift and took the majestic Cith'zah and asked what help could he offer to the Kingdom of Sai'nok.
The Sovereign of the Waters Eternal spoke and told Chennosh of his brothers and sisters how even now fought one another over The Form Given Thought. Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle nodded and told the Sovereign of the Waters Eternal that this problem could be solved if the Form Given Though could be healed. To this end Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle taught the Sovereign of the Eternal Waters the healing arts of the Thousand Fold God. Seeing this miracle The Sovereign of the Eternal Waters was pleased and told Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle that he would name his a lord within his court. Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle simply smiled and told the Sovereign of the Eternal Waters that he already had a home in Ehu'nok but that he was grateful.
Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle then took his majestic Cith'zah and rode back to Ehu'nok, as he did he felt the closure of the Form Given Thought's Mindbody and smiled. Chennosh of the Three Fold Circle returned and was welcomed back by the Thay as a hero for he had saved Sai'nok and while the Thay did not like to meddle in the affairs of others it was good to see things resolved.
Dwelling within the kingdom of Ehu'nok, the Thay lived. Peaceful people who once knew the touch of the Thousand Fold god. This idyllic land was not to be forever, but for just a moment in all this eternity there was serenity. The Weave of Forever saw to it that this peace would end however, it was foretold of a time coming. A time when the world would fall upon itself and all things would be torn down. The people of the Thay, wise and patient took these words from the Weave of Forever and with them began to construct for themselves a way to survive this coming disaster, so began the Time of Waiting.
Chapter One: The Times Before
In the Twenty Second year of Waiting, it became know to the Thay that there dwelt among the kingdom of Sai'nok a man whom for those who knew him were to know a traitor. It was born within this ones mind the Seeds of Despair placed there by the Pearled One whose scales shown like the crashing waves of the ocean. The Seeds of Despair warped his mind and shown unto him visions far more perverse than any mortal before them and burned his body and mind until he could no longer remember a time without this warped vision. It was he who corrupted his old friends and made them turn against one another, this led to the first War of Shattered Dreams, when Brother fought Brother and Mind fought Body. All the while the Thay watched and wished that they could help but the Weave of Forever forbid it, for it was not the will of the Thousand Fold god. The War of Shattered Dreams ravaged the kingdom of Sai'nok and though they pleaded for help the Thay remained silent fearing their involvement would disrupt the Time of Waiting and bring forth the Tiae'mon Giaedaeon. Thus the kingdom of Sai'nok fell to its own blood given form. As the War of Shattered Dreams carried on, The Form Given Thought rose from its slumber beneath the Garden of Wells, and bellowed forth to those who knew it from the times before and all fell silent. All of Sai'nok listened to hear The Form Given Thought speak, but all that was heard was a strained cry and the sound of blood pouring from its Mindbody. All Sai'nok wept tears as their founder was wounded and the traitor had escaped.
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