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The images become more and more confused and pervasive. I think about home, about the time before I started this journey, but instead of the monastery I only see these ruins, dead stones that are crushed by time, overgrown by plants. I think of the birth of my daughter, but I can not remember her face. There's just this incredible emptiness. | The images become more and more confused and pervasive. I think about home, about the time before I started this journey, but instead of the monastery I only see these ruins, dead stones that are crushed by time, overgrown by plants. I think of the birth of my daughter, but I can not remember her face. There's just this incredible emptiness. | ||
| − | I need to find the cure, I have come so far, now I cannot give up! These visions will not stop me, but I feel that they don't want it, they keep showing me new places, new hideouts. | + | I need to find the cure, I have come so far, now I cannot give up! These visions will not stop me, but I feel that they don't want it, they keep showing me new places, new hideouts. |
| − | + | The visions make my head roar, and when I want to cool my face with water, I suddenly see the water crawling into my skin instead of how instead of rolling off from it. A torrent grows into my skin and digs a deep crater through my flesh. The pain almost makes me faint. | |
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| − | [[Category:Enderal-Books-Quest]] | + | If these pictures are memories that are not mine — then whose memories are they? Which poor soul has such memories? |
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| + | Does it have to do with the herbal extract? And if it does, what is it? | ||
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Latest revision as of 14:44, 29 August 2017
The images become more and more confused and pervasive. I think about home, about the time before I started this journey, but instead of the monastery I only see these ruins, dead stones that are crushed by time, overgrown by plants. I think of the birth of my daughter, but I can not remember her face. There's just this incredible emptiness.
I need to find the cure, I have come so far, now I cannot give up! These visions will not stop me, but I feel that they don't want it, they keep showing me new places, new hideouts.
The visions make my head roar, and when I want to cool my face with water, I suddenly see the water crawling into my skin instead of how instead of rolling off from it. A torrent grows into my skin and digs a deep crater through my flesh. The pain almost makes me faint.
If these pictures are memories that are not mine — then whose memories are they? Which poor soul has such memories?
Does it have to do with the herbal extract? And if it does, what is it?
