Day One:
I am called Lynx. I was once a guardian of a royal family. I was released from my service by the last queen before the final demise of the former kingdom. I am keeping this log just to pass the time. It seems to calm me, writing down my thoughts. This is the first day after the destruction of Norlias. I have gone through my normal morning routine of going down to the river to catch my morning meal. The difference is that I cannot go back to the castle to feast on my prey, the enemy still camps there, preparing to return home. I shall not seek vengance on them, the queen instructed me not to do so before she released me...and met her end. I do not know why. I have no sense of vengance but why did she not want me to fight them. I may never know the truth but I may still speculate on her reasoning. I am unsure as to what to do. It seems such a dramatic change spending one's life, from infantcy through one hundred and eight generations of the Norlias royal family, obeying orders and serving tasks to suddenly being completly in charge of one's own destiny. I am currently about one mile away in the direction the sun sets from whats left on the kingdom. Perhaps after a couple nights rest will allow me an answer to what I shall do with my freedom?
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 Guardian LYNX · Tue Feb 12, 2008 @ 03:45am · 0 Comments |
