Devion     Created on Saturday, 19 August 2000 00:00  
  A Returning Story  
 
((From Lathander))

       :Lathander walks into the circle leaning on his spear, he looks
 quite week, his eyes are sore, his face looks run down, and his hands
 are quite cold. His spear he's holding has some of the tree bark
 ripped off, from the long and saddened journey, a journey Lathander
 will never forget, he picks up a piece of paper, grabs some ink, and
 starts writing about his vision he will never forget:


        Wow, amazing. It's amazing.. this world is incredible. This..
 journey. What was it? Was it a dream or a reality? Was it a vision or
 a mindfull entrance? I have a small place up in the mountains, it's
 usually where I go up to meditate once in a while when I have a lot
 inside my mind. It's where my visions came to me, it's where all
 my thoughts flow through without my body. It's where.. I saw the
 ghostly like figure.

       Resting my bag against the tree, leaning the bekyun perfectly
 next to my Destiny Spear, the sunset going down slowly. A perfect
 scenery. I love the time of day when you can see the sun set, the sky
 turns multi-different colors. About to fall asleep in the spot I rest, I
 saw a ghostly figure. At first, I'm not sure if I really saw it or not, but
 I knew I saw something.

       I ignored it.. turned around, looked back at the sky. Suddenly, I felt
 myself pushed against the tree with a strong force, someone, or
 something's hands were around my neck choking me. It was invisible,
 then it let go, and I fell to the ground. Snapping my right handed wrist
 that I held in my hand, I looked up, and nothing was there. A cold
 breeze flew across my hair, and then the invisible vision came clear.
 It was a ghost vision of my mother, oh.. I could remember those days
 clearly when I got abused. Very clearly..