Legna'eth frowned as his skidded along the wet, slippery stones. Moonlight gleamed across the forest- a lighted torch, made out of a long wooden branch carried by Legna'eth glowed ferouciously, illuminating the darkness. Determination spurred in his eyes.
He had heard what drol'ekafeth had instructed him to do. He heard it. Very clearly. Confusion filled his mind- but yet a sense of knowing it ever existed stained his thoughts. Puddles of water rippled as the smooth wind blew across the land. The trees shook-as if an answer, telling Legna'eth to go back.
But I can't go back...Legna'eth knew.
There's something that's forcing me to unravel these mysteries...and it's as if I knew what to do.He turned his head slightly and knelt on the ground. His hand felt the soft soil...as drol'ekafeth had said...it was saltish. He was reaching the dying roots of the forest- one part no man had ever crossed.
If any men ever existed before me...that is...A lone man in the world, looking for something so impossible yet creating a vision of realness. Legna'eth smiled at himself.
Somethings are worth discovering.He settled down on the grasspatch and lay down to rest for the night.
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He jumped to the sides and clinged on the the tree branches as fast as he could.
"Damn..." Legna'eth muttered.
His sleep had been abrupt. His eyes were filled with awe. The ground shook beneath his feet. There it was... the thing he was instructed to look for. That huge thing- that being. It had the head of a stone-like figure, a monster. The size was colossal-beyond Legna'eth ever expected. He gulped, feeling the trees right next to his get pulled by the roots from the ground and tossed into the air.
I will be by your side.A voice ringed in Legna'eth's head.
"drol'ekafeth ..." He whispered back.
Legna'eth drew his long sword- the one concealed and he didn't even know about. It was just a sudden reaction. The man looked right up to the being- the being he had to kill. The one he had been INSTRUCTED to kill. His poncho moved along with the wind, his legs firm on the side of the tree and his hands- one holding on the the branch and the other the sword.
"...give me the answers I seek."
