I am Vormaen.

I am the darkness in your soul, I am the grief and sorrow within your heart. I am the artistic, the melancholy, the somber reminder of your mortal coil. When all else is gone, I shall remain. Love and Darkness intertwined.

I am souless and empty. I am the lack of. The lack of compassion, remorse, pity. Yet I am the loss, the sorrow, the broken heart. When a storm cries, I am it's tears. I am a contradiction. Creation flows through my veins. When all is lost, and life has withered away to nothing more than dust, I will remain. I...am Vormaen.

It has been so long. I thought about forgetting who I had become and what I had found. But I felt it again. That weird feeling, like all the hairs on my body were standing straight up. The call.

The Cleft was no more than an hour's drive from home, but this time I felt compelled to walk. It was really a long walk, but I figured it would give me time to reflect on the underground city and those that had once populated it. And I'm not talking about the D'ni. For all intents and purposes, their time had passed. I mean the explorers. I knew there would still be some down there. I knew the last time I had really visited the DRC's website, I had shared some really heated words with my new brothers and sisters. Things I was not proud of. Would they accept me back after all the anger, all the conflict I helped breed? I could only hope so.

I knew the moment Yeesha stopped speaking to me, to all of us, that her journey had ended. Would I see her again? Our first outing together*, with TN, Mystlander and Atlantis ended for me too quickly. While the issues in He'nach were resolved, it left Yeesha even further scarred. TN told me that the "prince" had fallen for her, and because of that, eventually met his end. I couldn't even imagine the heartbreak Yeesha could have felt at that moment. Only three before had loved her. Her Mother and Father, and her departed brother. Now she'd had met a D'ni, and changed the darkness in his heart. Only to lose any chance at feeling anything again. I hope she has found what she was searching for. I have a feeling our paths will cross again.

It took me a total of six hours to reach my destination. I climbed over the gate leading to the volcano, careful not to lose my footing. I was a long way from any hospital, and any broken bones could have meant an end of my exploring. The hot sun was beating down more intensely now. The heat was thick as tar, and my lungs screamed with every breath. I had to get to the cleft as fast as possible to get out of the scorching air, there would be plenty of shade and Atrus' old room would provide an hour's rest. I began to run towards where Zandi's trailer was. You couldn't miss the glint it gave off in the middle of all the dirt and sand. The Air was getting heavier, and the fact that my lips hurt from dehydration didn't make me waver from pounding my feet harder into the soil. As I got closer, something caught my eye. I could make out the faint outline of something hunched under the trailer's canopy. Someone else was here! I picked up speed, desperate to see another friendly face.

Suddenly the figure stood upright, faster than any man could. It was also much too tall to be a man, and it's shape was almost horrid with angles and protrusions that began to make my stomach knot up. I slammed both my feet in front of me, and I skid for a good five or six feet before coming to a complete halt. Before I could study closer or even think about turning and running, something rushed into me. It was like fire was riding a storm wind, and it blasted me full force into my chest. I felt my head snap back, and my feet came out from under me. Suddenly the world was reversed, the skies became my solid ground and the red sand a malevolent thunderstorm above. Then darkness overtook me.........

I awoke to a freezing breeze blasting me in the face. As my eyes began to focus, I saw nothing but white. Snow. I jumped up, but my body was numb from lying in the powder underneath me. I fell face first into the snow, and lay there for a moment, until I could collect my thoughts. I began to move my limbs, and gradually the numbness subsided as my muscles warmed up. I stood again and luckily my legs did not give way. Where the hell was I? I looked around at my surroundings. To the left of me was a distant expanse of rolling hills and more snow. Off in the distance I could see what appeared to be pillars. To my right, about a mile off, was what seemed to be a a cliff edge and blue skies. In front and behind was just more snow as far as the eye could see. I decided to walk towards the cliff edge, perhaps it could give me some bearings as to my location.

I had reached the edge, and I cautiously peered over. There was a huge ocean before me, and I could not make out any land mass off into the horizon. My eyes scanned down the steep cliff wall, and it seemed I was atop some type of glacier, though at this size for all it mattered it was a continent. I panned back up, and a floating shape caught my eye. I squinted in hope to better see what was before me. It looked like an island , with smaller rocks floating all around it like bees hovering around their nest. A wall of webbed corral reached into the shape of a dome over most of the island, with just a small stretch of exposed land branching off. The Corral housed a small gathering of trees, and I could faintly make out some type of village. My eyes widened as I realized I was back in He'nach!

I feel I must explain. The rock supporting the island contained microscopic organisms that fed off of and reacted to oxygen. The organisms gave off heat as a byproduct, and somehow this caused the rock to defy gravity. The island had been home to the Potu, a native race, much like a tribe found in South America. For years since the fall of D'ni, a D'ni engineer and his young son had ruled over and terrorized the Potu. In true Gehn fashion, The engineer had designed great mechanical monstrosities, powered by the rocks, and declared himself a god to the Potu. After passing away, his son Toler had taken over, becoming the god prince and continuing his father's terror tactics. This had been the reason Yeesha had approached me and the other explorers for help. But that's a story best saved for later.

It was now apparent to me, standing atop the ice wall that had bewildered me the first time I visited this age, that the island was not once apart of it. There was no sign of vegetation, or anything else for that matter. Just miles upon miles of white. My guess was the entire mass was made up of ice.

I hadn't thought about it until that moment, but I remembered that something had happened to me back at the cleft, something frightening and wonderful at the same time. What was that being I saw near the trailer? Did it knock me out? No, it hadn't moved from it's spot just before I was knocked for a loop. Nothing solid hit me, anyhow. It was like a wave of energy, insubstantial yet powerful. Thinking about it would not bring any resolve, so I began to focus on my current predicament. There was no way in hell I could reach the island, it was halfway up the glacier wall, about a mile or two down, and at least a mile out from the surface of the wall. I decided to head back to the spot where I had first awoken, so I retraced my steps in the snow. I had remembered that I was wearing my backpack before I lost consciousness, and hopefully it was somewhere around here. I found it halfway buried in the snow a couple yards from where I was laying. Odd, if it had snowed, I would have been buried in snow and most likely, I'd be dead by now. It's as if something had purposely put it there, halfway in the snow. The suns were beginning to set, so I set up camp, digging a makeshift pit for my fire marble kit. I laid the tarp I had brought out over the snow, and unrolled my sleeping bag over it, in hopes I wouldn't freeze that night.

There was no moon out. The darkness around me sent shivers down my spine more than once a minute. The only thing keeping from total black was the few stars out. They cast a luminous glow on the snow below me, but it didn't subside my fears. The scene was very surreal, like floating high above the atmosphere on solid clouds. I couldn't sleep, and I couldn't bear to eat the pop tarts I had laid out. I was too nervous to eat. My stomach felt otherwise, and complained unceasingly, but I did not feel comfortable to oblige. I laid back, and stared into the alien sky before me, what I could see of it. My eyes grew heavy, my mind was spinning, and for all the fear I felt, exhaustion overtook me and I fell asleep.

I darted up suddenly. A bloodcurdling scream, like a thousand women crying out, rang out in the darkness. How long had I been asleep? No time for wondering. I grabbed my bag. Luckily the fire was still barely lit. I got close to it, and used the light to rummage through my bag. Where was my knife? Oh God, I left it at home! I never thought about bringing it to D'ni, in fact I was against it. I would never need a knife in the city. The scream rang out again, and I almost fell backwards into the fire as I darted around. It sounded closer! I sat quietly, for about a minute, waiting for another. Another scream echoed through the air, this time sounding a little farther out.

I remembered, the screams were coming somewhere in the direction of the pillars I saw earlier. Another scream. It was much farther this time. I do not know what went through my mind at that moment, whether it be insanity or the fear of dying out in the snow of cold or starvation, but I quickly gathered all my belongings, straddled my bag to my back, and headed towards the pillars. I had no idea how solid the ground would be before me, for all I knew I could stumble over a chasm and meet my end. It didn't seem to matter. I heard one last scream far into the night, before the darkness completely enveloped me.........

I am Vormaen, I'm a hueg faggot

>>5
Hi I'm Thrax, we should hang out sometime seeing as I too am a faggot.

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>>6
Hi I'm Thrax' dead Dad, we should hang out sometime seeing as I too am a faggot, though dead.