If you havent read the previous article, it was number 1092....well, here goes...

He wandered, thinking about the recent events. He wondered if it was a sign from the gods, or just mischief from some person with psychic powers... Even though the voices has receded, and he could now think, his thoughts were twisted with the images he had seen, the feeling he had while being tortured. He became more aware of his surroundings, but everyone, everything seemed to mock him. He look at their eyes and saw them laughing at him. He could not stand it, and screamed in rage. He killed and killed, but he could not get rid of the rage within him. He finally was able to control himself, but he felt nothing for the killed. He just laughed and looked at their dead bodies as they had done him.
He wandered still, untill he heard a rustle in the leaves behind him. An arrow shot at him and struck him squarely in the back. He gasped and turned to fight, but saw noone. He ran, and yet came another arrow, which connected at the back of his neck, sending him to Sarapis's chambers once more. He stood, and looked around the huge ampty halls. He started walking, then it happened again. He was back at the halls he was walking a minute ago. He screamed and ran on for what seemed like hours. That gave him time to think... Why is this happening to him? What have i done wrong? He sorted out his memories and saw his doings. He saw the terror in ones eyes when he was struck down by his fist. He even passed one he had killed in the great halls. Then finally, he arrived at Sarapis's chambers. He knelt and admitted his mistakes, and vowed to undo his wrongs. He was granted another life...

To be continued....

I need time to think more 😛 anyways hope you enjoyed it

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Aeguary, in the year 200 AF.
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