Meredydd

As I lay here, I wonder About all I could have done. The things I wanted to say. But I can't because you're not here. You've been gone for so long, And I only wanted A chance to say good-bye But I was so angry and I didn't care I left you long ago. Now, I know. How you must have felt. The loneliness...the sadness... The want to just say good-bye For the last time. And now, as my time to leave comes closer People come and ask me "If you had one wish, what would it be?" I would say "The chance to say good-bye."

--Chapter 1 It had been raining all day now. All day and all night. Everyone, within the city of Magnagora, had hidden themselves inside from the driving, pounding rain. The young viscanti sigh as she peered out through the window, unable to see anything but shadowy figures, her reflection, and the rain splattering across the glass.  "I wish is would let up already," Traskara murmured. Her mentor, Lord d'Sharni looked up sharply from his book.  "Perhaps," his voice purred silkily. "You could finish your studies, Traskara, instead of dilly dallying." Traskara stiffened, irritation flashing across her face before disappear as if it had n

We are but mortal men, Looking upon the majestic creature... That God created or is it God itself? Tis a question we ask. We cannot answer, This ageless wonder. Yet are we meant to live... With such majesty? I hardly think it is so.