Meditations Of Magic

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Title: Meditations of Magic

Author: Nebt Bhakau

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I shall laugh as I place my head on the block, laugh at them all as the raven jeers at the gallows or the worm mocks the grave. It took the Prince's most powerful knights to bring me - shackled in cold iron - before my earthly liege, but not before I had slain a hundred of his retainers, twisted the insides of his beloved wife, cursed their only son with ravening madness eternal.

I have lain among the rat-gnawed bones of the oubliette and accepted the iron maiden's cruel embrace, but 1 am not alone, and I feel no pain. The slaadi still comfort me with their infernal melodies, and my invisible familiars still inform me, bringing news in the clammy darkness from my lord Thasmudyan. I shall have eternal life for my devoted service; the baatezu lord has promised me this final boon.

I will survive, of that I am certain, but my next evolution may not remember all of my secrets, all the cryptic mysteries of the Art.

I shall bid the shadows to write them down, inscribe them in a book so that I may remember all that I knew before I died:

And then I shall depart this earthly realm and walk on farther shores, undreaming and unbidden, until I stand once again in the ivory court of Thasmudyan.