The Prologue Plains

After the collapse, a fresh path was carved out of what was once the darkness, for in fact the darkness itself had even faded, at least for the time being. Bestowed upon me was a new light, but a dying light, the morning sun of the end of the era. At the time I had not have known this, however even during this period I had still sensed the uneasy feeling of something darker lingering behind me. However, I shall never forgot all the Plains had to offer, the winds uplifting my spirit to the highest heights, and the true warmth of the morning sun.