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~ Scribbles some words ~ The flames danced before me, their flickering light casting shadows that twisted like the memories of battles long past. I sat cross-legged, the heat warming my weathered skin, while the crackle of the fire whispered secrets only I could hear. I closed my eyes, surrendering to the visions that rose from the embers. The first image struck me like a blow: a vast battlefield, bodies sprawled across the blood-soaked earth. I saw my brothers, fierce warriors like myself, fighting against the tide of enemies that seemed endless. Their faces, grim and determined, mirrored my own as we charged into the fray, swords raised high. In the flames, I caught a glimpse of a great beast?a massive wolf with eyes like molten gold. It howled, a sound that reverberated in my bones. I knew then it was a guardian spirit, a harbinger of the wild. The wolf bounded through the smoke, guiding me deeper into the vision. I found myself standing at the edge of a dark forest, the trees looming like ancient sentinels. Whispers surrounded me?voices of the fallen calling my name, urging me forward. With each step, I felt the weight of their sacrifice on my shoulders. They were counting on me to carry their strength, their rage. The path twisted and turned, leading me to a clearing where the moon hung low and full, illuminating a stone altar. Atop it lay a sword, its blade shimmering with an ethereal glow. I reached out, my fingers brushing the hilt. In that moment, I understood?it was not just a weapon, but a promise of vengeance. Suddenly, the vision shifted. The battlefield returned, now engulfed in chaos. The enemy surged, their faces twisted with fury and bloodlust. My heart raced as I charged into the fray, the sword now in my hand, its power coursing through me. With each swing, I felt the presence of my fallen brothers beside me, their spirits lending me strength. The wolf appeared again, leaping through the throngs of combatants, rallying my people. I followed, a blur of rage and determination, until I found the leader of our foes?a towering figure clad in dark armor. Our eyes locked, and in that moment, I felt a surge of fear and rage, a fire igniting in my veins. With a roar, I lunged, the sword singing through the air. The world around me faded into a blur of color and sound, all that existed was the clash of steel and the thundering of my heart. As the vision reached its climax, I felt the ground tremble beneath me. I was both the predator and the prey, caught in the web of fate, and I knew I would either rise as a legend or fall into the abyss. Suddenly, I jolted back to reality, the fire crackling softly in front of me. The visions faded, but the fire?s warmth lingered, wrapping around me like a cloak. I had seen my path, and with it, the essence of what I was meant to become. I stood up, my heart steady and my spirit ignited. Tomorrow, I would embrace the storm. ~ Hammerdrive, Barbarian | |