a story told by old bones - a TGOD story
~ A story about Vaerdet Dolvmeer and Mirhosa Tathviel, during a time of war between Carsigan and the Skittering Wood. ~
...As told from the perspective of old bones in the forest.
My name is Czecile. I have a friend of many years, who guided me, though he did not realize it, I think, to a place in the woods... here I met a scattered body of lonely bones.
It was a man my friend had killed, many years ago. When he was but a boy. I do not know if you have heard of me, but.. I am a renowned necromancer. The dead speak to me freely; they are hungry to be heard. My friend, he knew this... and yet he still led me here.
The bones whispered to me, as I gathered...
...As told from the perspective of old bones in the forest.
My name is Czecile. I have a friend of many years, who guided me, though he did not realize it, I think, to a place in the woods... here I met a scattered body of lonely bones.
It was a man my friend had killed, many years ago. When he was but a boy. I do not know if you have heard of me, but.. I am a renowned necromancer. The dead speak to me freely; they are hungry to be heard. My friend, he knew this... and yet he still led me here.
The bones whispered to me, as I gathered...