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All things forgotten.
It was cold when Sora opened his eyes again. Looking up from where he lay in the
sand the night sky stretched on forever in every direction perforated with the celestial
whites and blues of the havens looking down on him. In that moment he felt very
small and adrift.
His mid flitted back to the happenings of earlier before he had passed out the
memories all though vivid in his mind now seemed like a far-off nightmare, a
sentiment quickly shattered when the young miqo'te looked down and saw the brand
on his chest angry and red. He tried to recall how he had come to this, why he was in
the middle of the desert at all and the events that had led him hear. But to his shock
and horror he could recall none of it. In his mind’s eye where he knew he should
recall most things there was nothing beyond the black flames and the pain from
earlier that day. Where he had come from, who he was or had been was a blank, a
deep void that threatened to consume him he pushed the panic to the back of his
mind. He rose and saw a pommel sticking out of the sand no more than 3 yalms from
him. He had no recognition of the artefact but at this moment in time he had no
recognition of much other than his name and the searing pain of earlier. He reached
for the pommel.
Has his fingers brushed the end of the pommel it seemed to thrum under his touch,
almost sing. He clasped his right hand around the hilt and with a heave drew the
blade from its sandy prison.
He almost fell with the sudden movement of the sword as he had not counted on the
ease that the blade came free and over extended himself the sword only a little
shorter than himself looked as though it should way a hefty sum yet he held it aloft
with ease as though it weighed nothing more than a feather.

The sword was black from hilt to tip and had jagged edges, in the centre of the cross
guard sat a shape like an eye but closed, the guard itself reminded the youth of a
tangle of thorns chaotic at first but on closer inspection showed elaborate patterns
and workings.

With a little grin he lowered the colossal sword and picking a direction he started
walking. The going was good and he seemed to make good time, as he walked the
night sky weald over head and started to brighten, the sky behind him starting to
redden with hues of red and orange as one by one the celestial lights of the night
winked out.
After what felt like hours of walking he started to see a shape in the distance a dark
blur at first taking shape with every yalm the young man covered. The sun was at its
zenith when Sora saw the palm trees and rocky out crops, but most of all what drew
his attention was the crystal blue pools that bubbled up from the base of the rocks.
He rushed forward dropping the colossal gratesword on the shore as he waded waist
deep in to the crystal clear waters, cupping his hands he drank down gulp after gulp
of the cool liquid every mouth full revitalising his weary body. After he could drink no
more he led back and drifted staring at the azure sky. His mind wondered back to the
events of yesterday, the blackness was still there beyond the events as though his
memories were hidden just out of reach behind a dark curtain close but just out of
reach. He started to doze in the coolness of that crystal spring when suddenly from
the shore line he heard a noise


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