Yin And Yang: A Fool's Beginning - Plot & Excerpts
Though I am bone-weary with fatigue, I wander the streets. I take in the burning lanterns with their eerie flickering light. I walk close to the river, listening to the quiet, calm movement of the water. I walk the streets, staring past their lights and up into the lights of the heavens, the stars beaming down with their distinct glow. I've never done this before—just wander the city at night. I've always had purpose. The calm certainty of a Royal Army sorcerer, the cold knowledge of someone completely in control of themselves. Well, I can't rightly hide from the fact I don't feel in control anymore. Though the record keepers promised that the unsettling effects of the scroll would pass, they haven't. I can still remember, in perfect detail, being drawn in by the power of that scroll, my face pressing so close to it, the blood almost smeared over my cheeks. It makes me shudder just to think about it, and I haven't shuddered in a long time. No, that's a lie—for the past day and a half I've been shaking all over the place.
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