The wheel has turned and a new pattern arises from the ashes, I have run away.
But I can't escape myself.
My defect, my horrible, blasphemous nature has been released.
The demon has struck and now my whole pattern is at stake...... the tragedy is the need for the demon now,
to protect my pattern and continue this new existence.
This new pattern is so beautiful, I have gained freedoms and earned rights I never could have back in The Blight. Everything is new, my Nameless One is gone, we no longer communicate, replaced by an Avatar of Hope, such a beautiful creature.... I long to share my weaving's with them. My Circle is gone, Chaos, Conceit, Morpheus, and Wanderer are back in The Blight, I have abandoned them, I could not stand the smell of rot... they hate me now, I remind them of Dreamer they say, that I have abandoned them like he did.... they are probably right. Now I'm acquiring a fresh Circle just one piece so far, things are looking up, I no longer have to deal with Pain, Brightness Al, Deception, Dependency, or Mistake.
Now, like before, I'm utterly alone, with no one to share with this new Gemheart harvest, I have only my bare hands to dig this out before it kills me.... My fear is death now, the silent specter always hovering in the background....... I will remain alone, these Gemhearts will see me destroyed, so I must harvest and hide.
Like a coward.
Greatshell
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