Destim Desmonir the Grand Master of Changelings, Drowning

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Chapter 7

We were in love. I loved her, and she loved me. It was ideal. It was amazing.
We were always together, impossible to separate. We knew what the other was
thinking. Finished each others sentences. I threw myself into her, and
needed nothing else. She was my everything, and I knew it would last forever.
A clear, crystal love, eternal as the seasons.

I was a fool, back then.

In the end, her promises were empty. Meaningless. All the time we spent
together, all that work I put into building a new life for her She told me
she needed time. Breathing space. She wanted to try new things, travel to new
places, see other people. Apparently I wasnt good enough. Apparently
although she still loved me, she didnt really want to stay with me.
Apparently all the things she told me were true... weren't.

I watched her walk away, and something inside me... broke.

I wondered, then, for the first time in my life, why I tried so hard.
Followed all the rules. I wondered why I tried to do the right thing and
threw my everything into it.

I wondered, then, for the first time in my life, what it would be like...
if it all burned.

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Chapter 6

It's a beautiful, clear night, and we lie atop the hillside, looking at the
stars together. I have my arms around her from behind, and shes leaning back
into my embrace, humming gently to herself.

"Hey" She speaks, closing her eyes and feeling the breeze flow around her
face.

"Yeah?" I murmur, burying my face into her long, silky hair.

"Do you ever wonder if someone can love too much?"

I laugh, gently, reprovingly, and pull an errant curl back behind her ear.
"Impossible."

I wake. And I lie back onto my bedroll, eyes wide open, bone-tired, but too
terrified of dreaming that same dream again to go back to sleep.

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Chapter 5

I met a woman by the name of Jayundar, today. One who offered me something
beautiful. I will seek more knowledge of this Thar-Eris, as per her
instructions. This... I think this is what I sought. This could destroy the
world. The world I loved. The world I envy. A world I could love again, once
all the foolish people are cleansed from it.

I'm not sure if I'm laughing or crying right now. And I'm not sure I even
care. Ahah. Ahaha. Ahahahaha...

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Chapter 4

I have taken a place in the refuge, under the guidance (or, perhaps,
tyrannical whims?) of the Nightreaver. This brings me closer to the world I
seek. A torn and bleeding world, which hurts as I have hurt. But I must be
wary of my use of this power. I will remain silent. Careful. There are many
in the world who would love to see a brash outlander dead. Best they know me
not until it is too late.

I have read the decrees laid out in the Tree, and I must say. For a group of
free spirits, they do expect us to adhere to a lot of rules. But no matter. I
will follow them in my own way. My enemies... I will use them, and then discard
and break them. There are far more ways to destroy someone than to merely
attempt to smash their face in. After all, when you keep your enemies close
the knife is by far easier to slide in.

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Chapter 3

Rayihn offers me healing. She does not say it outright, but I suspect she
wishes me to repent my ways, and throw aside everything that I am. Speaking
to her... is dangerous. She makes me question the essence of who I am.

I think I could find peace of mind there sleeping my days away in her
bathhouse, with her presence hovering over me...

No. NO! Was that the whole of my resolve? Is everything I sacrificed,
everything I seek so easily thrown away? I will not succumb to her comfort. I
will not let her slowly smother and seduce the fire within me.

I will seek the fire within her, as well. The fire which burns at the heart
of love. Jealousy, possession, anger, passion, envy, insecurity, sorrow,
pain. I will find it in her.

Jayundar knows. The old, bitter woman knows it well. She too, brings
dangerous things to the surface. But they are dangerous in a different way.
She comes from an older, more savage time. And she knows what it is to smile
at a starving kitten before throwing it into the roiling sea. She calls my
hatred, my bitterness, my envy to the fore. Far too close to the surface. I
must watch myself, around her. I cannot afford to lose control of it. Not
now. I am getting closer, I can feel it.

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Chapter 2

I get closer and closer.

I must confess, when I talked to Rayihn recently, I honestly thought the path
she required of her followers would not be compatible with my goals. I came
ready to sever my ties and say my goodbyes and leave my regrets behind. I
have left them, but not in a way I thought. Interesting, isnt it, lifes
little ironies?

She told me she would accept me. And I feel, for the first time in a long
time, true acceptance. It is seductive. Powerful. Tempting. I know that if I
threw everything away, and pledged myself merely to her, she would take me.
And love me. And I would be happy, even if I had nothing else but my love for
her.

It matters not. Irrelevant details. I have a goal, and I will not be
sidetracked.

As to the quest, the undertaking. The destruction of the world. I have
thought a great deal about how to do this. At first I experimented with fire,
but I soon realized that such would not work. Jayundar encourages this line
of thought, but I believe the Nightreaver doesnt particularly care about my
goals. Merely the chaos it would bring. No matter.

My own powers lie more to the harnessing of the inner forces of the body. My
abilities are to sculpt, to change. To become more than I was, to find an
essence of power and the shape myself to it. It would be lovely if I could
sculpt myself into something capable of destroying the world, but even the
most renowned and powerful shifters of our time have barely begun to unlock
the potential within. Etielises hummingbird, Kharnials nightmare, Padweis
unicorn... they represent the greatest potentials yet unlocked through divine
power and self-realization. Such power is potent, but none of them are even
close to the shattering of the world.

I have thought. And thought, and thought, and thought. Ice, blood, ash, acid,
fell death magics and divine lightnings. Hundreds of ways to kill things, but
how many ways to destroy everything? But I realized I was falling into the
trap of the bloodthirsty savage. There are many, many more ways to destroy
something than to merely kill it up front.

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Chapter 1

Love.

Love is the key.

Everyone loves, though what they love is debatable. Tlingit loves his order,
every piece in its perfect place. Jayundar loves her chaos. Kharnial loves
his dark blood and his fell magics. Some love their Gods, others love their
causes. Still more might love a spouse, or a parent, or a child.

I will lie. I will deceive. I will kill, and maim, and laugh, and sing, and
hug, and smile. And I will seek to understand the nature of Love.

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