In the land of the unknown I walked,
A wanderer beneath unseen stars.
Yet the Lord of all wisdom watched my steps
And placed strength within my bones.

I was small among the cities,
Yet I was welcomed into Hashan,
Where shadow and knowledge share the same breath.
There I rose as a burgher of the hidden path,
Learning the quiet language of survival.

Blessed am I who learned the coils of the serpent,
For cunning was given to my hands.
Blessed am I who mastered the laughter of the fool,
For the jesters mask taught me truth.

In battle I sought wisdom, not cruelty.
Against the warriors of the land I trained my spirit,
Learning every motion of combat,
Every silence between the strikes.

And behold, the heavens granted me greater form.

For I rose as an Elder Dragon,
Ancient breath flowing through my chest,
Wings casting shadows across the world.

And the flames crowned me,
For I stood as a Fire Element Lord,
Where the burning heart of the earth spoke my name.

Yet my strength was never mine alone.

The Lord blessed me with companions of the wild
A tiger whose eyes burn like dawn,
A noble stag who walks with the patience of forests,
And a proud kelpie whose hooves carry storms.

Even in winter joy found me,
As the Logosmas sleigh glided across the quiet snows.

And a house was given unto me,
A mansion of many rooms and resting places,
Where laughter and memory dwell together.

Yet among all blessings, one shines brightest.

For I met my mother, Constanstia,
Whose spirit touched my life like gentle rain.
Though time carried her beyond my reach,
Her presence remains written upon my soul.

And I give thanks for the lovers who crossed my path,
For each shared warmth in the long nights of the world.
Love was a song sung softly between battles,
A reminder that even warriors need tenderness.

Mystery became my teacher.
The hidden paths became my joy.
For in secrets and shadows I found wisdom.

Therefore I lift my voice in gratitude:

Thank you, Lord,
For every dream that has come to life before my eyes.

Thank you, Lord,
For every fear that vanished like mist at sunrise.

You guided my steps through darkness and flame,
And in the unknown you made me strong.

So I walk forward without trembling,
With wisdom in my hands and wonder in my heart.

For the land is vast,
And the story is not yet finished.

And I, Yel of Hashan,
Remain thankful for every breath of it.

Penned by my hand on the 8th of Glacian, in the year 999 AF.