Arkelos 1027 Share Posted June 14, 2015 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BWu7JDETw_I "Today was a Good Day I met with friends, some old and some young. Some I haven't seen in years, some I haven't seen in days. Some Elven and Some orcish, Never did have a Dwarf friend. Humans didn't like me and that made me sad sometimes. But this wasn't a sad day. We talked about our life and love, our past and our present. We talked about our goals for the future and what we wanted most in life. I kept mine secret, I didn't like speaking about what I wanted. Today was a Good Day I saw people who knew my sisters, who knew my mother and father. They were gone but I was their legacy I guess. Something I could never bare, something I didn't want. Thats okay, I had tea with some of them, they were nice for the most part. I guess my way of talking made them confused. They wanted to know what I had planned for myself, I told them I do as the winds say. Today was a Good Day I found my old blade back behind Momma and Poppa's old tree, still as I left it. Its shiny and clean now and back in my sheathe. I carried a box back with all my messages with Momma and a small stone tablet to remind me where it all was. It was nice to see all those letters again, I think my eyes were a bit watery. I only cried when I was a kid, I guessed I missed my family. I still enjoyed it greatly. Today was a good day I looked at where I was in life, found myself displeased with the flow of my life on this mortal coil, I wasn't depressed. I simply wanted more out of life, more then I could ever imagine. My dreams so big that realization would bring myself into a quiet sigh. In my dreams I could do everything I wanted and more. I could do everything the winds expected me to do. Today was a good day" Ytahu would have lifted the blade to his tiny four foot form, leaning over the stone tablet as he removed the cloth from it. "Ytahu has to go, the winds call him to his dreams." he sighed in relief, seeming to not understand the concept of death, the blade poised in the ground so that he may fall, his tiny figure did, and with a sigh, he looked to the stone tablet that read. "Ytahu Deathsbane -And I hope it gets better from here- Age 143" And thus ended the runt, Ytahu Deathsbane 3 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Giga 357 Share Posted June 14, 2015 Were news of Ytahu's death to reach the ears of the Pine Druid Garun, a soft sigh of sadness would escape his lips. A gentle prayer to the Aspects was all that he muttered, for he could not bear to say much more. Not much more than "Rest with the Aspects Ytahu, my long-known friend and student." 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dohvi 622 Share Posted August 21, 2015 Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly. Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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