Corruption

Days are melting away in Rivendell,

The sacred haven for many but not for me… not this time…

Almond shaped eyes watched the flames…

[OCC: I really like to thank Karrade for his additions and edits for this part of the story.. Thank you...]

Running into the darkness every single night…

Falling down into emptiness, waiting to crash every second…

Reiven opened her eyes knowing it was just another nightmare. She stayed still for a while waiting her heart to calm down and remembered the words of Karrade.

“Sing children songs, make your heart light... it won’t work forever...  but it might buy you some time”

The Beginning

Dust covered lands, scorching under the grim sun…

Reiven wrapped her face with a scarf after started to ride into the endless plains of Lone Lands. She wasn’t in a hurry still she seemed to force her monstrous mount to go fast or maybe it was her cranky steed who wants to go faster. Yet they need to lower down as a caravan approached on the road.

A year has passed since I came back to Pelargir. Much has happened in this time... Looking back to my actions now, I have come to one conclusion only. I have become a monster. I am responsible for the deaths of so many people... Yet what is even more monstrous is that I can still sleep at nights, knowing what I have done, and I feel no regrets. Why? Why is it that killing comes so easily to me? Why is the thought of having the life of another in my hands, me being the only one to decide if he is to live or die, so intoxicating? In my mind, this is a game.

   Finally, after a long absence, I have returned in Pelargir. This marvelous city, this giant slum, never ceases to amaze me. Nothing stays the same for long here, yet nothing ever seems to change. New taverns erupt on top of the old ones, but the filth and the misery still remain. New guards and guard captains appear, yet corruption and abuse of power are still everyday sightings. Honourless crooks, corrupted tax collectors, the unconcerned nobility, desperate peasants...