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[i][color=Gainsboro]"There used to be so many stars in the sky.[/color] [color=LightGray]You used to be able to look up at night and see them in their millions. They would all dance from the Rings of the World like tiny fireflies. [/color][color=Silver]But it seems so empty now, and Raida feels so cold. I've already forgotten what trees look like in full bloom, for none have blossomed here in years. The sound of running [/color][color=DarkGray]water, too, grows distant; all the rivers dried up long, long ago. I can't shake the feeling that the world is coming [/color][color=Gray]to an end, that the darkness is creeping up on us like something very much alive.[/color][color=DimGray] I fear that my home will soon be unrecognisable at all, and that my own children will grow up in a world void of light, if even that. 

To this journal, I commend my greatest secrets, and my deepest of fears. He came to me in a dream on the eve of the morning. I saw only eyes amidst the blackness. Eyes of utter, incomparable madness. Eyes that chilled me like the winter. Eyes that were nothing less than the culmination of everything wrong with the world. They were like a void, looking deep into them was like looking deep into myself, and seeing all that I regret, and all that I have lost. He demanded that I kneel, and I did. My eyes became like his, empty and hollow. My soul shattered into a million pieces, never to be recovered. My humanity was stripped from my heart like skin stripped from flesh. He told me, in tones of anguish and hate, that our next meeting would be our last. 

I am afraid. 

For the first time in my life I must admit that I am truly scared. He cannot be defeated. He simply cannot. He will rampage across the heavens and from the ashes of our life, he will forge his own starless paradise. The King in Black comes for us, and will crush Raida with the terrible falling of his feet. His breath will set the land aflame; his hands will tear the mountains apart; his voice will end the world.

He comes for us. I dare not to picture those eyes staring back at me in the blackness. For if I meet him once more, he will fulfil his promise to me, and my own life will be at an end. 

We must leave. We must abandon everything. We must set sail across the Northern Sea and into whatever may lie beyond. We must take the fire of the remaining Gods with us. I pray that he does not follow, and I pray he never finds us. We must leave not for glory, nor must we leave for prosperity. We must leave, because if we do not, then I am sure we will see those eyes open upon the horizon, and every single one of us will die."

- From the Journal of Ansur[/color]

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