Dear Ending-
My hands are shaking relentlessly, Ism having a dreadful time writing this down. This Parchment holds the secret to my revival. It amazes me more then my rare glimpse of the sun or moon instead of my moonless nights. I'm writing it down before I forget.
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Those who love this cursed group of beings will
Forever walk the lands of the tortured plagued and cursed.
Never to age, never to weaken, always at perfect condition.
Forever to walk alone… in a terrifying Vow of Silence.
In the beginning they will enjoy the torture.
They will enjoy killing and suffering, causing all the terrors…
Torture, murder, rape, hunger, kidnapping, abuse,
Global warming, suffering, disease, plague, fear,
Starvation.
Soon there enjoyment will be no more.
You will realize what you have done.
You will miss the one you loved…
It will be like gouging and ripping your own bleeding heart out…
And there will be nothing you can do about it.
Then the suffering will begin.
Your mental capability will slowly decay…
Then nothing but a silent body will be left.
No personality or memory.
It will be worse then death itself.
But there is one way to escape this barren wasteland…
You have to raise your love from the grave.
He will still be on earth regretting ever loving you,
Sending you here.
But there will a grave under the Frozen Oak.
Over looking the sea, the sea of tortured, lost souls.
From here Beginning you will have to ask him.
You were never supposed to be here, so make sure you leave before…
You become what I most fear.
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