The Whitestar

Over the tides of time and since leaving Edoras, I have been many things : enchantress, lover, master of the lore, mother and castaway. The world is changing, and he who was my lover and owner of my heart lies dead in our lands. For , as I say, I have changed too as the world around me has.  There was a time when I would easily find my way home ...that time has now passed. My Lord is no more , yet I recall the last moments when he lay dying in my arms, not as a man or a brave warrior, but as the love of my life. And so he lay at last with his head in my lap, he rested again against my breast and closed his eyes , floating away gently with the Gods from whom he came to birth and to whom at last, as all men, he must go. As I guided him on the journey through the end which bore him away from me forever, a part of me went with him. As I tell this tale on this parchment I will speak of things not all men know but that befell. I always held inside me the gift of Sight, and looking within the minds of those I meet on my journey. And so , at times, all that they think is known to me in one way or an other. I will tell this tale and seek my destiny. Truth has many faces and so, perhaps, the truth will take me somewhere between these lands and those which are across the sea, in the hope I can find happiness and  be loved once more. But this is my truth for now: I who am Morgayn recall these things, Morgayn who is sometime called the Whitestar