It little profits that an idle king, ::by this still hearth, among these barren crags, ::matches with an aged wife, I mete and dole ::unequal laws unto a savage race, ::that hoard, and sleep, and feed, and know not me. :: ::I cannot rest from travel: I will drink ::life to the lees: All times…

There is a greater darkness :: than the one we fight. ::It is the darkness of the soul ::that has lost its way. ::The war we fight is not against ::powers and principalities, ::it is against chaos and despair. ::Greater than the death of flesh is the ::death of hope, the death of dreams. ::Against…

It was beginning again. Even though everything seemed serene (the last embers crackling in the heart, young servant girl and her child slumbering in a chair by the door, a tapesrty half-finished against the wall, waiting to be completed tomorrow, one of the moons visible through a milky cloud outside the window, a lone bird,…

Entry 1: I have been back at the White Raven sanctuary for a week now, and things are going well. I have shaken off the influence from the Ender Pearl, I don’t hear its voice in my head anymore. There is a terrible thunderstorm overhead right now, much like the one when I first found…

(Within the text you find all manner of dark and secret writings, most of which is beyond your understanding, but the runes are vivid, and as you look at them, you sense your essence being ripped from yourself. You close the book quickly, you need to find a darker master to translate this ancient text…