Monday, February 17, 2014


Qgcsbip. Qrtppy. Zrtssgi.

You can't stay in one place forever.

Wards. Herbs. Spells. All just phantasmal illusions you use to shield yourselves.

They are all as substantial as the early morning fog, that surrounds where you hide, just before the break of dawn.

My Lord's dawning is not one of warmth or joy but of fire and wrath.

With each day you let pass, the sooner your death comes.

Now move.
Tigp ei.