The Insanity of Crowley
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Title: The Insanity of Crowley
Author: Vallesa Crowley
It was a week ago that I have come back to the arms of my guild. For my thoughts, are at a lost. My anger, stirs within my veins. For this story shall speak of the truth of the late Visorick Crowley, and now his state he is within as of now.
Within this fourth month of this year.
I had been doing my daily chores with visorick. Though we had been close before in this life. He had now become somewhat seperated from I. As we worked he speaked not much to me as he use to. I grabbed the courage and asked him how he had been doing? He looked at me, and said he was okay. This was a start. I then tried to strike a conversation, yet it did not follow through as he ended this conversation quickly. How I ask myself what has become of our family?
Today I worked by myself within the great keep. I have not heard of crowley for a long while. As something gone wrong I asked my self. Yet i shrugged it off as I know he is a grown man, and can take care of himself.
This day was of great fear for Visorick. Tonight as I hung around the old tavern of our land. It was a a nice and quiet place.
There I sat all alone. I looked to see who all was within this tavern. There I saw him. One of the good friends of Visorick. I saw him flurting with the local females. I wondered if i could talk to him. I got up, and went to christoff, and introduced myself. He looked at me, and asked me if he knew me. I smiled, no, but you know of Visorick right? He said yeah. To shorten the conversation
I had learned of these things.
1) Visorick was now doing research into old abandon buildings. History, and tales of the building.
2) Visorick was also doing some research into a rare race which he said would answer the questions in which he has.
3) Visorick also traveled to these particular lands in hopes to find some of the old abandon buildings to see if there was anything truth to the history or rumors.
Christoff did noyt know why he did this, but he distance himself from all of his people, and his friends.
Today as i came to work, I saw him sitting outside in the humid night. I walked to him and tried to talk to him. Yet he spoke not to me at all. For I fear He come to find the truth. The truth of what I do not know of.
For I came to Visoricks work area. There maps of the sort were scattered about. Visorick marked down on the maps of his travels to these buildings. I wondered what could be so interesting in falling buildings? I have decided to stay at his place to find out of his actions.
Visorick has not come back yet. I have tooken the liberty to grab some of these old maps, to find out what has gotten the attenion of Visorick.
The buildings are falling apart. I have searched around not to find to much of anything to give me clues to what answer the reasoning of Visoricks acrtions.
This day, I came to the abandon building to see visorick standing there. I stood there and watched him for a minute. He saw me, and did not say a word or wave. He just recalled out of the area. I walked inside, and looked within to see anything of interest. Yet I found nothing to my knowlegde of interest.
Its odd to know that visorick has not openly told anyone of what he is doing. I wondered if this is a danger that just pertains to himself or to everyone. How I wonder.
I went back to residence. There on his desk are more maps. I looked at them to recognize the area. It was the Maze with the house in the middle of it. I shall go there this very night and wait to see visorick, and to ask him of why, and what is it he tries to find.
For this dat, I shall never forget. I awoke from my slumber, and walked the land. There i saw the house insight. I wondered if it was true to the words of the ancient. I have heard of stories of evil mages residing in here. Though i wonder if it be true.
I walked to the house come to find no Visorick. I walked through the house to end up at the top of the tower. As I appeared at the top of the tower. There Visorick was on the ground shaking tremdously. I ran over to him, and asked him what was wrong. He spoke, but It when he spoke, it was babble.
I tried talking to him to calm him down, and yet that did not work. He started to cry, and say the word why over and over again.
I tried calming him down again, but it did not work at all. he just looked at me, and he said. " For is there not good in this damn world? Is there not anything of good nature. How I was betrayted. How I have followed the path of destruction, and hate without i knowing it. How could this be. I shall Not believe it. I shall not. For the love of god I shall not. He thenstarted to cry. I sighed at that, and asked him what he meant. He only cried harder. I held him not caring if he wanted to be held or not. After a couple of minutes he had stopped crying.
He asked me to leave him alone. that he needed to be left alone. I asked him why, and he replied to leave him alone in a harsh tone. I yelled back at him. A look of anger came over his face. I stood there in shock not sure what he was to do. He muttered some words, and vanished. I stood there not sure what to think.
I went back to the tavern today to find that all of visoricks stuff is now gone. I wonder if what has happened will be in the same fate as I? I stayed there for a day or two to find that he had not come back to his tavern. I guess that this is his way of saying goodbye.