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H'lifit's Little Black Book

...has begun. I learn very quickly. How could the filthy human foresee I would learn it so quickly when he gave me his scrolls and his sermon? He could not foresee. Each day I learn more. Each day I step closer into the mysteries I study and crave so. Kich'shek is gone on a quest to atone to Kurtulmak for the crimes we commited. What does he care? What do I care? Even gods die. I won't die though. I can't die. I cannot die until I learned everything there is to learn. How could I die? I cannot die. That is not how the world works.

Rae'nyis... the Drow took him from me. I remember well how I met him and I remember well how the all-watcher of the Slitherscales held his ceremony. I remember well how we excavated our alloted area together and I remember well how it was not to be alone. I remember well their blades and how neatly they seperated his head from his body. Ever since then, I was dead. Already dead. All I have without him are my books, my studies, my knowledge. There is nothing else.

And now I must work with a Drow The Scholar hired. A Drow so evil and vile I can not help but flinch. It is true that my kind makes war with other, lesser races who are not of the dragon. It is true we kill and cull their young if we make war. It is true we are cruel and fierce in battle, and cunning. But our energy is not self-destructive and chaotic. It serves a purpose: survival. That Drow - she is destructive. Everything around her suffers. In the end she will destroy herself. I told her that. She knows. She says it is her greatest glory to die such a death. Did she ever have a mate? There is nothing in her eyes. Nothing. Not for her vile kin, not for anyone. The only love she knows is pointless eradication of her enemies and her friends and the world itself.

I hope the dragon kills her. I hope he kills her and leaves nothing of her vile corpse. Nothing.

There is nothing else. I am already dead. Now to prolong the time until Kurtulmak's justice forever, or suffer an eternity in "hell", alone.

Today, I just might die again.