Forbidden Art - Part 3
I can hear them bustling about outside. They came at last, and in great numbers. Wise...Many tales had been spun around my persona over the centuries, most of them grossly exaggerated, but they served a subtle purpose in keeping me free of abuse and interference. It appears that even the stories will not keep the Arkovians away this time.
I must end this entry as they will soon be upon me. I do not fear what will come next. In the end of all things, they will be ashes, and only I will remain...