Post by Deleted on Jun 9, 2020 4:00:41 GMT 1
“Find your calling, Sarai” said the voice that echoed inside her head. “This is not it. You are different. You’re more heart than fight.”Sarai stood in a vast field of plains as far as the eye could see. One minute she was suited and ready to do whatever it took to fight for those around her, for those she cared for. The next minute she was empty. She felt this feeling before. As a matter of fact, she felt this frequently. She cracked her knuckles and bit down on her bottom lip. “Where do I fit in?” Sarai mumbled under her breath, as her mind lapsed back to the many days she just felt better alone.
Was that it? Did she just need to be alone and away from everyone else? No one knew how much she cared. No one really cared, why would they? There was no need. “That’s it” she said, “I care too much for things that no one else cares anything about.” Maybe she does care too much, but it is only because she believes that everyone deserves kindness, passion, and people around them who would do anything for them. Always wanting to be the person who gives people what it is they need the most.
Night soon fell upon Agonia and Sarai needed to rest and ease her mind. She tossed and turned as the moon lit the ground through the trees. Her heart started to pound, and she could not catch her breath. She sat up and gasped for the slightest bit of air to fill her lungs. In her mind she repeated, in your nose and out your mouth. Slowly her chest loosened, and her breathing started to level out. She calmed. She calmed but realized that she had a decision to make. She had a war within herself that was raging and the only one who could fix it was herself. She did not know if the constant battle was due to the surroundings and people she associated with, or if the battle was solely her own battle within. She was bound to find out.
Sarai was a warrior, but there were some things that just felt like an ongoing war happening on the wrong side of the map, amid the cities she loved. She took out her journal and decided to put words to paper, but she got hung up on a letter she had written to all the land in the past.
Greetings Order, (both young and old.)
If you are new here, Welcome. You have joined a tribe that is part of one of the greatest groups of players there is. There are many people that will help you in any way they can to find the fun in the world you now set to explore. If you get frustrated or lost, please seek comfort in them. You are important, and to keep you interested in this magical world is important.
"The strength of the team is each individual member. The strength of each member is the team.".
Helping you succeed, will help The Order be successful and grow as a team.
If you have been here for a while I ask that you make it your personal goal to help not only grow those just joining, but to help mold The Order into a place everyone wants to be. I have seen and felt your kindness in the past, and trust that each of you will do your part.
"Teamwork begins by building trust. And the only way to do that is to overcome our need for invulnerability."
As the days move on from the past few weeks, I hope that everyone is able to find the ability to trust blindly until given a reason not to. To be kind without reason. To bring people together instead of pulling them apart.
At the end of the day, everyone has the same goal. To find joy and to rid the map of Forsaken.
If you see me around, say hello. Exchange a smile.
From the bottom of my heart I hope the clouds roll back and that there are only sunny days ahead.
Before she turned the page, Sarai felt a small burst of sadness fill her heart. “I wish that had worked. I can’t say I did not try.” A small tear streamed down her face. “God, I am so weak” she shouted as the echo shot through the forest. Why was I unable to just be bloodthirsty and hateful? Why did I need to feel needed? I tried to stay away and follow my own path, only help when called upon, I tried to stay out of the way.
“Leave Sarai” the voice echoed “they don’t want you here anyways.”
“They are better off with you away from their lands.”
“STOP PRETENDING LIKE YOU MATTER!”
She jumped up from her bed on the forest floor and grabbed her things. She left a note by Dihajh explaining where she had gone, and she left. She ran as fast as she could through the forest and into a vast and open plain, and could see for miles on end, and there was no one in sight.
“Welcome home, Sarai” she said, “I hope you enjoy being alone.”