Breaking out

Master and I talked about the recent events. He told me about the Naaru again, how horrible and humiliating it was for him to be shackled and ripped of his powers. I understand Master in his quest more than ever. We have to stop this, it is our only hope for the Light to forgive us…

He asked me then to become a Paladin, well… a “Blood” Knight. Blood. Again that word… I hate it. It sounds wrong, and evil. Of course, the whole concept of stealing from a Naaru is evil. They all are…

 Anyway, I accepted after a moment. Master told me that if I would pray hard enough, this sin would be forgotten once I become a Scryer. It was all I needed to accept.

We forged a new life for me, one that would be more suitable for the Blood Knights. I cut reluctantly my curly blonde hair -I already miss them!- and died them a dark red so no one could recognize me. Actually, it worked pretty well, I even shrieked in front of the mirror the first time I saw myself. That made Master laugh.

 From now on, Hesperanzia Rhetenor is dead. I am Chrysalis, and I am changing to become better. May the Light forgive me for my sin.

~ by marillawen on February 5, 2007.