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A blanket of stars, shedding their irradescent light, embedded like so many twinkling gems in an infinite expanse of black... Whispy shadows, murky hints at the true nature of what lies beneath the surface of all things, drift silently, obliviously, through the inky night. A recent rain had made a sodden marsh out of much of the lowlands, and the scent of rainwater warmed by the days sun, left to sit in the twilight hours and cool again as twilight faded to night's embrace filled the air. A rich, almost woody scent, remniscient of his childhood memories of such things. It had been four, perhaps five years since he had dwelled within this world. Four or five years, and in that time, everything that was had changed to what it presently is. Men and Women got a bit older, a bit wiser perhaps...children grew into young men and women, realizing first their differences and then what could be done about them...cities, alleigances, friendships and enmities...all different now. Where once was this, there now was that...where once was that, the other thing now held precedence... Ahh, he thought, but for change, what would existence be? His body, ephemeral from the start, was no more. He had taken it with him, returning it's core component energies to their place, unmaking it even as he had made it... That day seemed so long ago. He had known that his work was finished. That which he had set in motion had, in a more or less indirect means, altered forever the scope of many within Sosaria... Thoth had ever taught him by example that the best way to move a mountain was to bring the rains to fall upon it...the rest, as they say, was simply a matter of time. Time...oh, what a concept. If only things were that simple mused the figure looking out through the expanse of night stretched out before him. The Citadel of Silence stood, as it had for decades, unmarred and untouched by time or the designs of others. Ahh, but now... Now, he had a different objective... Rhama had come to him, in his final hours. Rhama'Locke, the once-general of the Elven Armies of the Asur'Herenion, then the fallen dark elf, the Lost Wanderer... Ahh, but Rhama had come to him then, and spoke with him. It was the marking of the end of yet another chapter for them both...merely the beginning of another, of course...but in it's ending, He believed that they had both learned something that was sorely necessary. Unlike many had likely thought he would do, He did not 'go out in a blaze of glory'. No, that was never his way. Even as he had come, he had gone. There one moment, gone the next. The only real way anyone could tell that he had ever truly been there at all was through the whispered stories, the hushed tales he knew to still be told by a small handful of the Dark Sage... Rescinding his presence from the realms had returned him to what he truly was...a spirit, a presence. Thoth had, for eons, trailed out before him a path leading him towards what ends Thoth wished him to be the means to. From the very beginning to this very moment, Thoth's plans for him had been kept...Born with a profound mind, gifted in the art of Magic, perceptive beyond mortal Ken...tools bequethed upon him for the services he would render...and render them he did. He had, through whatever means necessary, brought five realms along on their path. In five worlds, his name was known, and in five worlds, his influence would be felt for all time. "They do not often see beyond the obvious, Emerin..." A voice, soft and feminine, spoke through his mind. "Indeed not..." He replied in turn, the presence of his companion giving him the slight sense of warmth he knew to be a smile. "Ahh...and now, we watch...and we wait..." He spoke, gathering his collective and drawing away from the layer of reality known to the perceptive mind as Sosaria. "All in good time..." The golden haired visage of a woman whispered to him as he returned, her eyes dancing and glittering with the fires of knowledge, of comprehension, that Thoth had instilled within her as well. "Aye...we watch...and wait." Emerin replied. And thus...one chapter ended...another begins... [[Category:Legends and Tales]]

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