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With only roughly 6 days remaining, on the third and fourth day I was fortunately presented with some sort of hope. However, at this point it time it is almost impossible to distinguish truth from lies. The sudden surprising news that was presented to be surely lifted my spirit, however at the same time, not too long after I was hit by a reminder regarding the short amount of time that I in fact have left. The first chunk of energy was stolen from me, indicating that the second sleep is soon to arrive. However, with not much time left, this is highly inconvenient. Fortunately, I am almost as the precise moment to begin time manipulation. The final step to gain my acceptance back into the lands that have in which exiled me. But with the decision of which path to take still at hand, and with only roughly 6 days remaining, I find myself at a stagger yet again. I have been foolish for too much of my faith has been put into others rather than into myself, now with the smell of betrayal still on my tail, I must somehow face allow this scent to drift on until I find the truth. The time remaining is oh so precious, and oh so important, probably more than I will ever know. These day’s have been used roughly for reflection only, and regaining the energy that was so quickly stolen from me.

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With a sense of betrayal now on my tail. I am left once again with thoughts of a fourth making it’s appearance. Though I feel the odds of this happening to be extremely low, I feel at the same time that the possibility is at an all-time high. The day I hoped that would never come, the day in which I may be forced to take the fourth into consideration. With betrayal being such a common opponent throughout my past journey, even into the near present, I know too well when it has returned to challenge my yet again. With my soul already apart of the third vestige, taking the chances with the unknown fourth, in which my soul is not connected too, will only mean chaos for a possible eternity. However, with now only being gifted occasionally with visions, it would be foolish of me to try and predict the future, for fate has struck me wrong by presenting me the sudden exile. But if this smell of betrayal turns out to be present, could betrayal possibly a guide to some new salvation?, some new light in which I have yet to see? But why? and how? with so little time left until the New Advent it would be foolish, and to put the remaining remnants of my soul on the line yet again would only be suicide at the least. The heavens forbid it, and I have always did as well, however, I still question the lengths I would go too to earn full life again. For the fates have always fought against me.

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The years have marked great wounds on us all. Especially those of us that remain closer than others. Some of us are able to continue through time, embrace these marks, and are able to continue through our journey, without giving up, and seeing the marks as a motive to continue. Unfortunately, there are others that are not as strong, others that may just see the end to quickly, others that are too quick to jump the gun. I was like that once, in the far distant past, before the presence of the Cavern Walls. For now, I speak with the winds, follow the lights, and seek for the final resting place in which many Wayfarers are doing this very second. However, ever since my new travels had come to an abrupt stand still, I have been faced with many new Dilemma’s and small wars, as I’ve solemnly fought to gain my acceptance back into the new lands in which have sentenced exile onto my soul. Now with the hours remaining until the Dawn of the new Advent quickly dwindling down, I am faced with yet another Dilemma. There are very few in which I have truly put my all my heart, soul, and trust into, when these few people fade, relevance and worthiness of entrance into this New Advent decrease for me greatly, unless able to convince it otherwise. Beyond my control, life itself may have taken one of these few sacred people for it’s own. With this, time will inevitable change for me again, however once again I sense I am yet one step closer to finding my true resting place. Until this time, many answers are yet to be answered, however with only 10 days remaining until the direction must be chosen, a direction that will either lead me back into the lands that have which exiled me, or a direction that will forfeit me to a place still unknown. To my mind. It remains clear to be that time is running out.

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Ever since the Reconstruction process commenced, these thoughts in which I have been pondering on for so long have begun to come more clean to me. However, a new dilemma has now presented itself in front of me. With time, now so twisted and tied with it’s terrible fate, moving on back into the lands in which exiled me has only become so much more difficult. In this strange land in which I dwell in now, the calling winds have faded, for now, some mysterious lights, flashing sharp, glowing like a beautiful soul, seem to be seeking to guide me to where I need to go. With the middle of the Afternoon making it’s arrival so ever quickly, I know soon that these skies will become dark, and this era will come to an end. Curse my luck, for it seems the darkness that lurks within these shadows present during this sunset, seek to captivate me and lock me behind with the old era once the new sun rises. Oddly, this does not haunt me as much as it once did before. For my fear of death has now completely faded, for I know until the new era it is fated that I continue on this path alone, for I still walk the path of the Islander, and the greater odds are very well against me. I only pray that the suffering in which I now currently, and will face down the road will only bring about a brighter light for those less fortunate than I.

Before making my step back into the lands in which have exiled me, a new war waits to be fought. A war of time, a violence, vexed so greatly to it’s core, that it must travel through different periods to survive. For now I must retrace my steps, and fix what is wrong, and create what is right. With the clocks ticking ever so quickly than before, once again, just like in the wretched Cavern, I find myself attempting to make haste. A new time to heal and rise is now, for strength will be needed more now than ever before.

~We have come this far, but I have only now discovered a paradox which exists within your soul.

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With the Transformation period coming to a slow close, the final period is now about to take place. The Reconstruction Period. Since the downfall days of the sudden exile, I must now reconstruct a new me in order to earn my place back into the lands in which some new evil and chaos lies. Still traveling on which is my second and final chance. I have now found that the morphing’s that have been going on within me, are not enough alone to swap this fate in which is waiting for me shortly down this road surrounded by towers in which are greater than me with every form and shape. The Afternoon is growing later with every step I take, my time is limited,  for the new Advent is soon to arrive. At the same time, some quiet calling from the past in whispering to my soul to return. The exact reason, I still cannot make out, however my heart itself is begging me to listen to this quiet message. This final period, I know will be the most difficult and tiring , however I am ready to at last begin to build the new self that is me. This period, will fully be a journey in itself. I have once again set out into what seems to be similar lands, yet now, towered by these mysterious structures, in order to receive acceptance back into the lands, in which my heart is so strongly desiring. To carve out a new fate, is what I must do this time around, with the middle of the Afternoon growing near, I am once again forced to make haste.

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Long awaited, this day has been. While is feels like I have waited hundreds of years, I have never thought the opportunity of a second chance would present itself in front of my eyes again, in the way, shape and form, that it is currently doing now. With the Resurrection stage now at an end, I am now fully awake. It is now only fully becoming clearer to me, that due to my failures, lack of ability, and various other attributes that I have lost, and that have faded, that because of this, time and fate itself, has exiled me out of the world and new life that I was so close to fully obtaining, that was in reach, that which now, remains a dimmed, pleasant, yet occasionally haunted memory within my mind.  Many in which I have cherished, and loved are now gone, locked within the world in which I tried to reach, leaving me taking the path of the Islander for the third time within my lifetime. However, even during this beginning period of the Afternoon, the opportunity that has presented itself to me today, is quite better than nothing. The land of Castles in which I currently dwell in now, greatly less significant too the world in which I have been trying so hard to reach, has allowed me to now what seems to be too discover and mend some mysterious timeline, that is within my control, and my control oddly, a timeline, that has once before, been impossible to mend by my human hands. Now that I acquire this great ability, I must prepare myself immensely to properly handle and control this ability without fail, or any sort of complications. With this said, a new period of transformation within me has begun, and once this has fully took place and stabilize, the re-establishment shall begin, along with my journey through time in which I must face in order win the acceptance of time once again.  While my time is surely growing shorter and shorter by the minute, as I know for certain the Dawn of the new Advent will be arriving soon, and while I am still residing in the beginning of the Afternoon, I never underestimate the speed of time. Many have left, and even are leaving my side up until now. Very few people remain in my heart, but I know that it is my will, and my will only, that will truly bring me back to the state in which I need to be.

~ Awaken < Breathe< Begin Transformation.

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As the warmth begin to arrive, and the snow begins to melt, I sense a period of alteration is now on the rise. Now that I have finally awoken once again, I am able to think more clearly about the critical choices, and decisions that must be made shortly ahead on this path. However, with so many possible outcomes, and every decision leading me to a unknown result, this path in which I am supposed to follow back into the world in which I was exiled from, is now beginning to look quite un-clear. This state, unsettles me quite so. However, on the bright side, I now know the safer actions I must take, to ensure stability on this path. Now that my mind is awake once again, I am more prone to the common distractions, and knock offs that would in which generally pose a threat to me, if I were not fully awake. This gives me a great advantage on this road back to the strange foreign land.