Afraid to sleep

posted Nov 10, 2008, 5:38 PM by Unknown user   [ updated Feb 8, 2010, 5:12 PM by Stephen Pliska-Matyshak ]

I hate to sleep alone anymore. The shadows are my only solace. The dark hides me, comforts me. Sleep eludes me, for I fear the voices. The three of them, they are evil.

The first whispers of plots within plots. She warns me to watch the others. She tells me Legeand wishes to kill me, to abandon me to death. She tells me Oliveryn is deceiving me, that once he has his throne he’ll imprison me. And she tells me Wintersky wants to trap my soul.

The second taunts me with visions of Devil armies. But I am no longer me, I am a huge Pit Fiend. I’m powerful, unstoppable. But I am also a slave, to his will and direction. All run in fear before me, my army spreading like a plague before me, swarming all before them. But I fear myself.

The last is the worst. He calls me names, stupid, fool, weakling. He tells me I am powerless, useless, unskilled, incompetent. I hate him the most. I should have killed him when I had the chance. I could have done it when he lived. Now, I don’t know. I just don’t know...