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The current state of a humble soul.
Written by: Xianty
Date: Wednesday, April 25th, 2001
Addressed to: Everyone
Greetings everyone,
I was enlightened by my God, Lord Oneiros. It has come apparent to me that in my recent and extended past i have been anything but peaceful. I have acted with conviction and excellence in mind, these are all ideals of power; power has no place in Peace. Peace is something to kneel humbly before being forever willing to serve. Tis a hard thing to be quiet in such a loud world!
Through a meeting with Oneiros, i discovered i had not done his name as well as i had thought. My soul is ripped from my boady as was my heart, killing me a thousand times could never compare to the pain.
In attempts to hopefully one day gain forgiveness, i have offered all my possesions to Lord Oneiros and all my gold.
I stand before the populace of Sapience humble with nothing more than a few meager belongings and a sad face. I have done everyone wrong and can only pray for forgiveness. My heart is weak and my mind exhausted; I shall eternally leave if it is wished so.
-Xianty
Penned by my hand on the 14th of Valnuary, in the year 275 AF.
The current state of a humble soul.
Written by: Xianty
Date: Wednesday, April 25th, 2001
Addressed to: Everyone
Greetings everyone,
I was enlightened by my God, Lord Oneiros. It has come apparent to me that in my recent and extended past i have been anything but peaceful. I have acted with conviction and excellence in mind, these are all ideals of power; power has no place in Peace. Peace is something to kneel humbly before being forever willing to serve. Tis a hard thing to be quiet in such a loud world!
Through a meeting with Oneiros, i discovered i had not done his name as well as i had thought. My soul is ripped from my boady as was my heart, killing me a thousand times could never compare to the pain.
In attempts to hopefully one day gain forgiveness, i have offered all my possesions to Lord Oneiros and all my gold.
I stand before the populace of Sapience humble with nothing more than a few meager belongings and a sad face. I have done everyone wrong and can only pray for forgiveness. My heart is weak and my mind exhausted; I shall eternally leave if it is wished so.
-Xianty
Penned by my hand on the 14th of Valnuary, in the year 275 AF.