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SAU 13, 9999 Yes, I know I am mad, but as I lay here, the sun is bright and casting it's light through my window, and the birds are singing their eternal song I almost feel sane. My visions are coming more regularly now and my dark path is set before me now and soon my transformation shall be complete. I have signed dark and dreadful pacts with the foul ones to achieve me goal. With each vision, I feel my mind slipping more and more, there are even times large gaps in my memories. OH BOR! How I fear for the safety of my son Ur-Maxus. My advisors tell of me roaming the halls stark naked, damming Bor at the top of my lungs. They have even hinted that I have slain servants and retainers and then bathe in their blood and writing strange symbols on the wall with their blood. I am so sorry. What have I done! I knew it would cost me my eternal soul, but not my mind. These visions, when they come, show me horrible, atrocious deeds. I have the distinct impression that I am the one committing the deeds in the visions. I wake in the morning and write down what I can remember of them, no matter how painful. These last eight dreams have been the worst. OH LORD WHAT HAVE I DONE! The darkest part I haven't even told Marissa yet. Our oldest son is with THEM now. Demanded of me, as part of the bargain. I had thought that with my power, I would be able to turn the tables on them. But they tricked and deceived me. I fear that is when the visions started to occur. This is the last entry that I shall be able to make. By the setting of the sun the transformation will be complete, I fear both physically and mentally. May the world forgive me, forgive blah, blah, blah may Bor and the world rot for all I care, for I shall be around to see it. Ahh, yes-eternal life, so sweet! I don't care if it is as one of the unclean. This dithering idiot doesn't seem to realize that the so called visions are nothing more that what I want for the world, oh, and will have! Oh I see that he wrote about his eldest again, so what, get over it, you have another. Oh and how I shall mold him. Can't you just imagine a world full of the unclean at my command, everyone with eternal life, but at my whim I could snuff it out! I get so aroused just thinking about it. I see he also wrote about the last eight portences, they are a quandary. I didn't make these. Hmm, then they must be true visions. Oh and how sweet they are. My dreams are reality and the mean to complete it. If I could only be done away with this blabbering idiot, I would be so much the happier, and I could focus my energy on the visions. It seems that I am stuck with him forever, and he doesn't seem to realize that I am only doing what we BOTH want. But I digress, back to the eight. The one thing that I gather from them, is that I am to construct seven creations, and them take them to the place "where time hath no meaning", wherever that maybe. Hopefully I will be able to construct them, what am I saying, I WILL! I shall begin at once, and no matter the lives or the souls I must consume in the creation, nothing shall stop or deter me from my goal! YES!
VAY 11, 10060
ZAN 10, 11010
-SEVEN YOU SEEK, AND SEVEN YOU NEED.
TUL 6, 11024
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