What? How?!?
I awake to find myself casting enchantments?! I try to stop the spells, but it is far too late. The book acts on its own, furiously draining knowledge from everything around it. I do not know what I have just done. I am Tra’Han.
I fear I am lost.
I must try to remember… I was on an endless sea…
I was searching… no – I was trying to escape! Or was I? I am not even sure now what my own intentions are, or if they are even my own. Perhaps I am an unwitting, unwilling servant. Or perhaps I always was.
I came to an island. Yes!
It was all cliffs. And sheep.
And there was something else… some unknown force…
Oh yes.
HIM.
In a marsh, as I was crossing the island to return to the sea, I realized I was not alone.
I…
I must admit I was overcome with such feelings of dread as I have never felt before. I, Tra’Han, weaver of world, Marked since birth, was afraid.
And then he was gone. But for one fleeting instant, I look into his eyes. Or where his eyes should have been. And he saw me. SAW me.
I am used to seeing the truth in everything – the very essence of nature. I am not accustomed to that being reciprocated. Was this the source of the strange influence over me? Was this my jailor?
I hurried away, continuing in my journey. I no longer knew if I was escaping, or being used to some end. All I knew is I was overwhelmed with my desire – my need – to push on.
And then I arrived.
What a strange place.
Ice and magma, frolicking together like old friends.
Animals and plants, thriving in the most extreme of climates. I knew my journey was at an end, but for what reason, I could not guess. I sat down to rest…
Only for a minute…
And now I am here. Back in this hellish cage. And what…?
The book is stopped.
I am afraid to investigate. I ascend to an observation deck, which I do not remember existing. Something else I am certain that I have been coerced into building.
And…
Oh. Oh no.
What have I done?
Abominations!
Scourge of nature!
I have set something in motion even I may not be able to stop.
Though I do not have many fond feelings of this world, I suspect it’s malignity only lies with this complex, and not with the more peaceful inhabitants outside its walls.
Am I to be blamed? Is this to be Tra’Han’s Legacy? Calling upon abominable monstrosities to cover a world in snow and ice?
No. I must find a way to stop this.
I rush out to the grounds. The moon…
Will the moon not come to my aid?
Behind me!
NO!
I must…!
I must…
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