remnant

After a long slumber I have awoken once again. A new dawn has risen and I find myself walking into the sunrise alone, my companions of the red company have let me go , glamdess is gone , and my brother detsactuo has left this middle earth. I hold no grudges nor scorn for any of them . my current existence it seems comes with a great cost , for as time passes by it seems that I am to pass through it alone.

Time , time , time....... my eternal foe neither of us can best the other. I wonder which of us will fall first ? all my past sins are long since paid for many times over , all joy has been felt before. I crack a grin when I meet a worthy foe , but such an event is now rare. My brother Detsactuo is perhaps the only one in this age with the strength to do so, But fate as it always seems turns its gaze from him on such matters. Though I will admit it would make a great tale. the green wizard defeating the red knight sword against spell , staff against shield.....

My mind is beginning to ease, my thoughts are clearing. The deep slumber took me again but for only a few days time. all my wounds were healed and it seems that I appear to look as my old self again. my strength is growing as is my control, I wonder how I will be in the years to come. ever since I became this guardian I felt myself slipping away, but no longer. And for that I am thankful , now the only thought on my mind is ....... when will there be a foe great enough to stand before me?

Hmm how long has it been now since I've seen her ... my dear friend. I know not where she roams. glamdess..... so much has happened in these past months , I fear that I am no longer the remnant you may remember. I've become this great guardian and with this power comes a great cost. I fear the deep slumber may soon take me, but there is something that worries me even more. This sadness , it's slowly growing. it is as if a wailing wraith has become my soul.

I have hidden from the world for a while now. and during this time I've slept , and during that deep slumber I have remembered something of my father, or rather something he told me the last we spoke. I was very young at the time.... so young that the memory was locked deep away within me. word for word I will quote him. " my son, your mother is a spirit of merriment and joy in this city. where ever she goes she brings a sense of peace with her. she is the reason I guard the gates, she is my strength , my hope , my elixir. she is a good spirit whom I miss as I know you do.