Most beautiful lady of Elucarion
White as snow yet gentle is all I know, for what I saw that night was but the fairest maiden dancing in the moonlight. Her features were that she had beautiful velvet red hair, perfectly completing here pale skin. She was taller than most women, and yet that certain charm leaves all in awe. Goddess in the flesh, no doubt she is. I cannot help but be attracted to her mesmerizing eyes as it looks at me, first with curiosity and then with certainty. What she thinks of me is a tale for another time, for what all I know is that to not love and worship this lovely deity is to commit the worst crime.
No one shall lay low Elucarion the Patriot. I, Elucarion, have died but am alive again! Be it known to all that Elucarion the Patriot hath returned in the 1st resurrection.
Scantia Kingdom of Elucarion
Bruised and tired from a long day at work, I headed for the tavern in order to find shelter for my weary body.
As if to give warmth to my being, the bed embraced me into a deep sleep. Whether consciously or subconsciously, I dreamnt of the future. I began to imagine the what ifs, the what will and will not be. While I was gathering my thoughts, I had been visited by my late mother where she told me a plane no different from the realm is available for me to explore and discover.