From the
Personal Logs of Fabricarius of Verditious
I write this after having woken up from a most strange and unnerving
dream. In this dream -- or perhaps a vision is more appropriate, I
should ask Risus about it -- I found myself in a sort of underground
man-made maze. A voice called out:
"Only one can escape by bringing two treasures to their home base."
Somehow, I could sense that other beings, much like myself, were also
in this maze. The other competitors, I imagine. This otherworldly sense
extended throughout this maze, for I *knew* where everything was,
without having seen it. Much as if I had cast an IntŽllego- Terram
magic.
A strange calmness enveloped me. No longer was I Fabricarius the timid,
the indecisive. It is as if another persona took over, and I
confidently moved throughout the maze. Meting out punishment and ruin
to any who got in my way. Fortuitously for my opponents, they meekly
stayed out of my path.
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Victory was mine! Mine! I had
captured two treasures and was in the
midst of claiming total supremacy. But, alas, an odious denizen of this
maze, a vile Troll, stole one one of my treasures while I watched in
horror. I gave immediate chase, but in my prideful folly, I did not
note one of the other challengers knavely sneak up behind me and blast
my body with foul magics.
The pain of my "death" awoke me from my disturbing slumber. Now, as I
sit in my study, writing down my thoughts, I cannot but think that this
is a message from a higher power. Perhaps from the Lord Himself!
Could this be a warning? Have I been too obsessed with my Hermetic
duties and thereby neglected my faith? Have I fallen from the true
path? I shudder to think of what this omen portends of my future if I
continue to ignore God.
Even the diabolist Albus has been a better Christian than I these past
few months. I am afraid that I have indeed allowed the heathen Moslem
sect of our covenant to corrupt my beliefs, and perhaps my very soul is
in jeopardy. What did I do to prevent the carnage that recently erupted
at the nearby monastery? We are ultimately responsible for that
tragedy, and I blame myself for not doing more to stop it.
I have much to think about tonight and in the future... |