11/7/2023 0 Comments Myst ages wikiWhat am I left with? Why did he leave this weight on me? Did I ask for this? Did I ask to lose my brothers? Did I ask to cause the death of Calam? Did I ask to watch my mother die? Did I ask to be my father's tool? Did I ask for so much power? Did I ask to be so alone?! Father, I wish you could hold me.Waiting, watching! I am the Grower! How can I wait much longer on such fools? Is there anyone who is master over me? Have I not become the Grower? The Grower. What will I become? I will make something more of me.it makes me pleased that they are dead! What I hate is in me. such abuse of power! I think they even deluded themselves into believing their own lies! It pains me to the point of ill. How could this be?! On their backs, this fallen empire was built! What hypocrisy.What you still don't understand, you have failed to hear or don't need to know. When you return, the Tablet will be yours. You will end this journey here, when the Tablet is released. You will start this journey where I started, where my father Atrus started, where my great-grandmother Ti'ana started. You will find, in each Age along the journey, that there will be help. First, collect what's been scattered, and then the Tablet will be released. and now, perhaps, you will see how to release them. It is the power of the Writing it seduces all who try to hold it. Many have taken this Tablet, and they tried not to let go. Choose wisely in the end, for there will be no second chance. along with his pain and his burden, have been passed to me. The Book to his cursed island lays locked and gathering dust in his prison. If you're seeking my father, his time has passed. So, friend, the Tablet has responded to you.Today, I will put an end to my useless waiting, and go on to a better place. If Yeesha has failed, is anyone left who can understand? Oh, I am old, and so tired. I fear it has been far too long, and my hope has waned. She has either understood and embraced it, or the weight of it has crushed her. I have passed my cursed burden onto my cherished daughter, Yeesha. The Age may simply end, expended and lifeless. D'ni's future is like an hourglass as the final grain slips through, I wait and I tremble, losing hope that the hourglass will be turned over once again. now I find myself alone in a sandstorm in Tomahna, waiting for a single grain of sand to fall. I've gone to great lengths to watch the end be written. And for what? For the slimmest hope that things could be put right? What began as my tedious life in the Cleft, holding out hope for more, has returned to the same. And now I fear my only daughter's gone as well.
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