Posted by Thror HammerSong on December 05, 1999 at 18:40:03:
Cursing in vain, I paced through the dwarf forest, well-named since the small trees were hardly larger then I am. As I pushed myself toward the eastern road, my eyes could only see the red haze of hatred that I had for the Witches that would slay my brothers and sisters. Never would they know the purity of the gods, or the hours spent in the forges to create us, only to have the rare few steal the craft that they would weave in the heavens. Do they think I do not know of the betrayal they brought to the ancient ancestors that would forge from the earth? Strange that the ones who bring such bloodshed are so soon to forget. I don't forget.