Visions, things that can be seen, yet can be unseens, things that can
 be described, things that can't, things that can be thought of, yet never
 come to reality. For my whole life, have these visions met to me. For
 even when I was young, I saw the visions of my parents, who abused
 me, and left me with nothing but scrap.

 Hearing the vision my Elder had, within' the circle of the Monk he was.
 Some other guides were there as well too, after hearing the same thing,
 yet to my suprise we all had thoughts. Visions came to my mind just
 like any idea that I would have when it came to others, what other
 people were like. From the towns of Kugnae and Buya, I'm going on a
 long travel up to the mountains to meditate.

  This meditation will lead me on to knowing others, before acting, or
  speaking, and knowing the way. For the next few days I will be heading
  up the mountains in a valley, to prepare myself on a journey. My
  meditation will be there, and the visions will flow to my mind. When
  I return, I will have much to share.
 

                   Until then..

  Lathander