I thought I'd go out in a cool way. Maybe I'd be stabbed all the way through, and then I'd have pulled it out and said something snappy like "Here, you dropped this."
I can't think of any words to describe the feeling of dying. I'll just say it was incredibly frustrating.
Some spooky kid showed up calling herself the Child of Mortiya. She asked me if I wanted more time, and also sent me on a "spirit trip" with two other people. They were Sapphire and Theriat.
This is getting a bit long so I'm going to continue on another page.
(Rushed scribbles that say Sapphire and Theriat in Elvish, with smaller descriptions of them under their names.)