Today I felt the chill breath of death...I know I've felt death before, faced it with my friends and together we've defeated it, but this was different. It was as if a shadow of darkness lay upon me for a short time, a foreboding, an omen maybe. I looked to the east fearful for a moment, but that was not the place of its birth, scared now I looked around frantically terrified that Blood had found another path, but me search was fruitless. In dispair I sat down under a tree and as a fitful sleep came upon me I saw through half closed eyes the many shadows around me. I deamed...I was in a world of shadow yet it was full of light and I realised that shadow cannot exist without the light and where ever there is light, there is shadow. I awoke and I saw the shadow between the trees, between the grass beneath my feet and I realised something else too, without shadow we could not see the world around us. It is the texture of the world its taste and substance...bringing reality from the blinding light, dividing light from the hungry dark.
I walked back towards Hlint...my head spinning all around me the world was different...new as if I was seeing it for the first time. I will have to think on this some more.
