"Nyx...do you remember the other person that was here with us 10 years ago? It was...Xaldin's student...but everything beyond that seemed black and empty." I tried to think of that person in the mist. Trying to get a better look, I made myself walk closer, but the closer I get the more confused I am. The mist will get closer then… the person would disappear. ..."Nevermind...it's probably my mind messing with me..." Lexian said after awhile.

“No! Lexian, it is not just you. I don’t know either, I have been having these weird dreams. Overtime I would get closer to the person to only have the figure disappear into a fog of smoke. After the dreams I would wake up sore and for some reason feel weaker.”

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Life is pleasant.
Death is peaceful.
It's the transition that's troublesome
~Nyx