I don't know if anyone will want to write with me. *chuckle* Always nervous when I come to a new place. What follows is a post from one of my guys. I'm doing it from memory so pardon the misspellings etc.
I have walked this way before. Perhaps I perished an age ago in some long forgotten act of arrogance. But in my passing came clarity and a prayer so earnest so desperate that the Goddess took pity on me and granted me, once more, the bitter boon of life. But though she placed my feet on the path she would help no more. She wouldn't clear the stones from under my feet nor clear the dust from my aching lungs. No. In the end it will once again be my choice. To walk once more the path of arrogance and pride and die. Never mourned, never loved and never remembered. Or finally to take the harder road. To walk that bramble filled path that leads to my destiny. To finally find my way...
Home.