Journals
Bjorn Seligsson’s Diary - 1
I have pursued strength relentlessly for that day, which may or not come.
Have I ever doubted this path, even once?
Nay.
And it seems I shall not end as a fool.
The nuisance will surely find its way here.
Long ago, the wise ones,
with the light of their wisdom,
raised the towers on these islands
as the foundation of a fleeting peace.
Now, as it rises to stir chaos,
the nuisance will see them clearly.
How ironic.
Is it all bad?
Nay.
Thanks to this ever-present reminder,
I shall not forget my duty.
For the many nameless souls of the past,
I shall slay this nameless outsider.
The burden shall be fulfilled.
I have pursued strength relentlessly for that day, which may or not come.
Have I ever doubted this path, even once?
Nay.
And it seems I shall not end as a fool.
The nuisance will surely find its way here.
Long ago, the wise ones,
with the light of their wisdom,
raised the towers on these islands
as the foundation of a fleeting peace.
Now, as it rises to stir chaos,
the nuisance will see them clearly.
How ironic.
Is it all bad?
Nay.
Thanks to this ever-present reminder,
I shall not forget my duty.
For the many nameless souls of the past,
I shall slay this nameless outsider.
The burden shall be fulfilled.