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'''Title: To Remember...''' '''Author: Vasbeninlem''' ------------------------------------ I saw a man wrapped in strands of destiny. He was chanting "Vas Quas Por Wis Tym." He looked at me, and I saw a great sadness in his eyes. "Hail Vasbeninlem, dreamer of Ter Mur, I am very glad to meet you. You may call me Hawkwind." I stuttered that I did not understand. "You are bal-sil-fer. You have the gift and curse to see the river of time. That is how I am speaking with you now. I need you to do something for me. I cannot tell you if it will be something great or something terrible... "You must retrieve a book." He waved his hand, and I had an image of the proud people who the Anskitas had been. I saw their city of Monitor in flames. I saw the waters of time washing over them. I saw the book and a last desperate spell to save a tiny fraction of who and what they were. "Send one of your benevolence spirits to retrieve it. You must craft a container that will protect it for a very long time." Again, he showed me a strange vision. I saw an older man, wisdom and worry written on his face. The wizard worked in front of a crest of the silver serpent, reading the same book. I saw his eyes brighten as he read. I asked Hawkwind what it meant. He sighed "I can only show you the pieces." My mind was flooded with images: Twin ruby gems forming over millions of years... The gems being cut and infused with magic, one was brilliant like the sun, the other smoldered like fire... A great fire creature handing the Scorched Ruby to a group of demons, binding their fates together... An air elemental carrying a burning ruby high into the sky and hiding it behind a blue moon... A cruel human standing over his dead father, the Sun Ruby in his hand eclipsed by his evil heart... A sword smashing the dark gem, sending shards flying across the floor, shattering a world... My own hand carving strange words onto two stone pillars... The good wizard from before casting a desperate spell with a crystal shard. The light of the blue moon dims slightly for a moment, as all of its magic is focused through the crystal... A dark queen strikes down an ally in a room of Justice. She holds the same shard... A human king moves a single gem away from a pile of similar shards. He looks into the gem, and a flash of red fire causes him to frown. "My Lord, the Crystal of Duplicity is tainted. You cannot bring it with you..." Finally, I saw a queen ordering her subjects to bring the crystal into the light, hope written on her young face... Hawkwind waited a few moments for my mind to recover before he spoke: "Much good and much evil will happen. We cannot change everything. At best, we can give tools and weapons to those who stand on the thin grey line. We can only hope that it is enough. Good luck, dreamer." With that, I woke up. [[Category:Tales and Legends]]

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