Harbinger,

I rarely entertain thoughts of posting on the public boards. Most of what is said here is such pointless, stupid drivel that I am usually offended by the thought of associating myself with such nauseatingly stupid forms of communication.

I think that's enough customary "hating of public posts" that people do.

Your words are...wonderful.

There is really something entertaining when someone goes against their old selves. Writes words set in stone about their past life and the philosophical journeys they take.

Something rare.

I would like to point out the strife in your post, of course, the battle between truth and lies, the struggle of your past accomplishment and reconciling it to yourself, and the bitter conflict of what will save the world from Chaos best.

It is wonderfully tasty to feel the tenuous grasp of hope.

But those "monsters" you spoke of, they are all around. Neutrality permits them, according to the devout. Chaos breeds them. Evil proclaims it as a way of life.

And those monsters will come for your hope.

Your journey has only begun. I wish you well in trying to survive.

- An old voice among the ruins

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Chronos, in the year 767 AF.