Journal of Mar'qes Reeve

By no means the most tantalising journal - men and women all over Ma’rune have written far better prose documenting their travels than Mar’qes Reeve ever could. Leather bound, a plain and faded dark brown. Second hand if the scrawlings of his father on the first few pages are any indication.

But it is not the journal that sparks intrigue. It is a single entry - the last entry - that all manner of historians, scholars, poets and religious figures squabble over. A poem that Mar’qes Reeve claimed to be ‘from a future far beyond’ his lifetime.

Many think the entry to be the ravings of a madman tiptoeing the line between life and death. Others believe his ramblings to be a prophecy, foretelling of great heroes and an even greater danger.

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Journal of Mar'qes Reeve

The vision returned to me once more. Last night, as I slept, the shadows whispered to me, the poem of a future far beyond my lifetime. I must write the the words down, before the fog clouds my memory.

When bloodlines meet from kingdoms torn
The heir outcast by brothers scorn
A hero hides ‘til called once more
Returning home to end the war
And gift the heir a crown of thorn

So stands the hero, bathed in light
Forced to answer a rivals plight
Between the shadows, heathens sing
For blood spilt from the undead king
So tempered queen cuts down the knight

Fire rages and vengeance calls
Broken hero, alone, does fall
Sundered friendship, broken chains
Left in their wake is hopeless pain
As lightning strikes the mortal thrall

When dawnlight breaks the bell will chime
To signify the end of time
One dares hope, another dares dream
Grand plans unravel at the seams
So stands the Lightcaller, sublime

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Type

Journal, Personal

Authors

• Mar'qes Reeve