a city elf warrior, and I just wanted to share something small that I wrote this evening.
We have not dared going too far into Lothering, so we stay in the outskirts,
near those "toll collectors". I just want me and Alistair to rest a bit.
Alistair is not taking all this well, neither am I.
Morrigan say's that we must move on, and do our important task.
And I know that the darkspawn is traveling our way,
but we need to rest a bit more. We can do the most vital traveling tomorrow,
and maybe we'll reach Redcliffe before nightfall, if nothing else comes in our way.
God I miss my family... I miss walking around the alienage at night and
sneak up to the roofs and watch the stars. I remember I used to go to
the highest house in the alienage and watch over the wall, and longing
for freedom. I used to long for the world I didn't know so much about.
Now, I'm so close to that reality that I can smell it's god damn breath.
And I hate it. I want to go back to the safe alienage and beeing a
stupid "knife ear". I feel unsafe, unwanted, unimportant, more unsafe,
unwanted, unimportant than I ever was as a regular elf.
Even though... No grey warden is unimportant right now.
Not even a bloody knife ear as me.
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Modifié par Dixetia, 09 août 2011 - 12:46 .
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