Deus Vannsarr

For all time and eternity, his soul would be dammned to the abyss for such evil deeds, for all time would he rot in the depths of hell.The fire god, no more to protect his twisted mind and body became weak and cold, the flesh decayed and his soul cried in torment.
many, many moons ago Deus Vannsarr had died, he died alone in a dark cold cellar..
This was what the god's had planned for him, and as his soul stretched and bounded through eternity blisstering in pain, he looked up the white light glaring so far away.
He ached,, he ached so much... but he couldnt let go and admit defeat
With all his strength and might he climbed the very walls of hell, each step picking away at his very being.
and then,, then he was asleep....

Warm sunshine blazed across his face, the familiar sound of parrots chittering became suddenly aparent.
Water swirled just south, and the buzzing of honey bees echoed through his mind.

"It cant be ?" he thought,

he opened his eyes, blazing sunlight.. he strained to keep them open.

"by the god's" he praised,

"i'm home..i'm in Trinsic....."

puzzled and amazed, he stood again, his withered body, crooked and grim with the stentch of death.

Seven astral years, a hundred lifetimes on Brittania, had it been since he had last walked these lands, seven years !
but home was now a very lonely place, no longer did were the streets filled with life, no longer was there constant strife and struggle.
The war had left these lands empty and alone, a few old faces here and there a few old buildings that still stand the test of time.

with his staff at his hand to hold him up, he begins the search to find salvation and a new home.....and again to the answer.

Why am i here ? -did i not die years ago...


---to be continued....