Role

Chapter 3

Ever since receiving the Ancients blessings, I have found them contacting my
Spirit more and more often. Its as if they communicate in the same way my
stomach tells me I'm hungry. Little noises one the wind, strange urges to
reach out to things with my Spirit and feelings inside that I cannot call my
own. They speak to us not in words but by becoming a part of us as our
Spirits move closer together. It is heartening to think that every day we
move closer to the Ancients, it's another grand step in the return of the
unblemished land of Thar-eris. My first encounter with the zephyr spirits of
the wind left me amazed at the secrets that even Nature has forgotten.

Just as the Lady told me there is poetry in all things. Those who try too
hard, I can see their faults. They don't try to describe any beauty. Instead,
they try to create the illusion of beauty with their words and ways. Truly,
first sight is the only way to experience the miracles of Thar-eris. That
said, I begin to believe I have developed a second sight, as even the trees
look different now. Though there is always the need to kill, to hunt and to
scavenge from our homes, I can say for the first time I have a profound
respect for that which I take. There is only one thing I could never feel
close to. Those accursed cities and their corrupt influences. Perhaps now I
see how much life is around me.

Even the wind in the grass has a Spirit-song I yearn to share.