[November 20, 2006][The village awaits a new moon] The Time is near.

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Title: The Time is near
Author: Amri
Date/Theme: November 20 / The village awaits a new moon
Fandom: Original
Character/Pairings: Maedaine – Original
Note: Completely made up. A rambling of sorts. Forgive me.
Cross posted: amri 31_days

Maedaine glances up to the sky through her room’s window, muttering and counting to herself. “A few more days. Then the time is right.”

She sits at the small desk and scribes messy writings across her badly stained, very worn, journal. It carries many recipes, musings, quests, observations and sketches within its pages.

I sense a darkness rising with the new moon. The Moon will send her dark warrior to gather those that are lost outside their faith. (a blot of ink covers anything else that may have been written here)

I walk among the shadow plane more frequently. I know my blanket stares in the common room scare the locals. The mood overcomes me frequently. I know the villagers wait anxiously for the new moon; to see me, perhaps, leave on its arrival. I hear their guarded whispers. A witch? A dark priestess? A necromancer in disguise? Perhaps She has chosen me to be her dark warrior, to help guide those lost souls back to her breast.

The shadow plane is filled uneasiness. Restless souls, half spirits, banshees, cursed, and others pace, waiting for something. I’m not skilled enough to know what. Back in my own plane, I watch the dark priests, the thieves, the demon hunters and handlers for any sign of the coming of this darkness. It comes for me. It chases me in my own plane. I catch glimpses of it out of the corner of my eye.

Perhaps I have fallen. And Loki himself is coming for me. I no longer remember anymore if I am of the faithful. Or one of the mischievous.