The Master's Tale

My tale child? You want to know my tale? My tale...it didn’t happen to me...you don’t understand child? Neither do I...so listen and maybe you can make sense of my mind...because I can’t...does that scare you? No? It should...It scares me...

Forgotten, he doesn’t want to be forgotten, it’s understandable really, nobody wants to be forgotten. He’s unlikely to have a family, no children to remember him; he isn’t a great scholar or a great warrior so he can’t leave a legacy. He’s just a warlock. A foolhardy, tempestuous yet intelligent young man. He knows how to do it, but he doesn’t know if he can. The reagents, those are easy enough, he can borrow, beg, steal, murder. He isn’t afraid. But he isn’t a people person, willingness to give a life is something that cannot be taken by force. How can he convince someone to give their life so he can continue his own? The most selfish act, but he doesn’t see, all he sees is the future, and people remember him. He is not forgotten.