Forever Dies

"e;My name is Flendin the Blade and this is the end of my tale"e;I am wounded by the loss of dear friends yet unable to engage with those that stay close to me"e;Bent remains unconscious and Smidgen seems deeply and irrevocably changed since his resurrection"e;The Bag I was charged to protect now talks, sings, gurgles, spits and curses. It is determined, like most things, to bring me down; a constant reminder that my life can never be the same again"e;Esa was taken and I am a man obsessed, driven to find my pregnant woman though I am convinced she is lost to a world of pain"e;Desperately I look for signs that she still lives, hoping for any hint of her but as the trail goes cold so does my heart and I sink further into hopelessness"e;I feel so alone, finding no comfort in a land growing more hostile with every step I take"e;And then there are the two witches I know I lack the skills and the courage to defeat"e;In the face of such dread opposition I cannot foresee my group of disparate Turned and thieves lasting much longer"e;As the world closes in fast to finish me off, only one thing seems certain: in the end nothing lasts forever and everything dies."e;