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TELLTALE, GUIDE OF THE BROKEN SOULS - FIRST CURSED PILGRIM

    A young man watched the burning ashes of his dear hometown – with no tears. No emotions. Hollow on the inside. He sat at the gates of his house… well, not his home anymore, and waited for
a slow and cold end.

    At last, a rider on a horse emerged from the darkness within.

    “Probably an erring from the savages that committed this massacre …”

    The rider’s face became more visible as he came close to the burned cinders. The blood rushed through the man’s veins as he saw bones and flesh, dried blood and empty eye socket.

    “Oh my… Your body… Are you Death ? Are you here for me…?”

    “No, nobody had the privilege to meet Death personally, but yes, I’m here for you. This intrigues me, however. Do you really crave it so much ? – the stranger responded.

    “What else might I want ? I let everyone down, I was too slow and helpless… Everything lost… my friends, my family and her… I saw it all from the watchtower… They didn’t give them any chance. So I only have two choices now – death or revenge… if I make it out alive.”

    “You know these paths are not the only ones to follow … and not the best ones either.” – replied the monstrosity.

    “And who are you to judge it?!” – the man shouted in anger.

    “I’m merely a shadow of a man that I used to be. You can call me, for the sake of this situation, a Teller of Tales.”

    “Oh, so you even have manners, but it doesn’t change anything… Why are you here ?! What do you want from me… ?” – the man nearly collapsed, shouting these words.

    “I’m here… to make you an offer, Ezechiel.” – the stranger responded, showing the bones underneath his torn face.

    “What… How do you even know my name…?”

    “ It’s not significant – but what is important, is that you are in your crucial vortex. You see,
I know how much pain and sadness is in your hearth, I know you want vengeance and justice, but I can give you essence, that will show you the third way… the best way. Don’t let the pain destroy you and the grief swallow you whole. I also have this pain in my soul and I know what you feel – I disappointed and let down so many people in my life, even the most loved ones… I destroyed myself and many others through my decisions, both physically and mentally. I’m not sure if I’m human anymore, but I still crave for a chance to repair it all, right from the start. If I only had a chance to repent for my sins and write this story from the beginning… But I will most likely never get it. It’s alright though - sometimes you need to go through death and flames, change, and accept your faith and position. And this is my proposition for you, baptism of fire and pain – there’s nothing wrong with hurting, pain and grief. But you can use it wisely and cleanse yourself through faith… You just need to come with me… Ezechiel.” – the Teller said, reaching his hand to the man.

    When Ezechiel felt influence of the stranger’s speech, strengthened with the Words of Oath – he just said:

    “So lead – save my soul if you can …”

    One day later, the Royal Army found only a crater, at the place of a burnt village… and a strangely shaped stone with a beautiful, grey bird upon it…

    … the Mourning Dove.

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TELLTALE, GUIDE OF THE BROKEN SOULS - FIRST CURSED PILGRIM

    A young man watched the burning ashes of his dear hometown – with no tears. No emotions. Hollow on the inside. He sat at the gates of his house… well, not his home anymore, and waited for
a slow and cold end.

    At last, a rider on a horse emerged from the darkness within.

    “Probably an erring from the savages that committed this massacre …”

    The rider’s face became more visible as he came close to the burned cinders. The blood rushed through the man’s veins as he saw bones and flesh, dried blood and empty eye socket.

    “Oh my… Your body… Are you Death ? Are you here for me…?”

    “No, nobody had the privilege to meet Death personally, but yes, I’m here for you. This intrigues me, however. Do you really crave it so much ? – the stranger responded.

    “What else might I want ? I let everyone down, I was too slow and helpless… Everything lost… my friends, my family and her… I saw it all from the watchtower… They didn’t give them any chance. So I only have two choices now – death or revenge… if I make it out alive.”

    “You know these paths are not the only ones to follow … and not the best ones either.” – replied the monstrosity.

    “And who are you to judge it?!” – the man shouted in anger.

    “I’m merely a shadow of a man that I used to be. You can call me, for the sake of this situation, a Teller of Tales.”

    “Oh, so you even have manners, but it doesn’t change anything… Why are you here ?! What do you want from me… ?” – the man nearly collapsed, shouting these words.

    “I’m here… to make you an offer, Ezechiel.” – the stranger responded, showing the bones underneath his torn face.

    “What… How do you even know my name…?”

    “ It’s not significant – but what is important, is that you are in your crucial vortex. You see,
I know how much pain and sadness is in your hearth, I know you want vengeance and justice, but I can give you essence, that will show you the third way… the best way. Don’t let the pain destroy you and the grief swallow you whole. I also have this pain in my soul and I know what you feel – I disappointed and let down so many people in my life, even the most loved ones… I destroyed myself and many others through my decisions, both physically and mentally. I’m not sure if I’m human anymore, but I still crave for a chance to repair it all, right from the start. If I only had a chance to repent for my sins and write this story from the beginning… But I will most likely never get it. It’s alright though - sometimes you need to go through death and flames, change, and accept your faith and position. And this is my proposition for you, baptism of fire and pain – there’s nothing wrong with hurting, pain and grief. But you can use it wisely and cleanse yourself through faith… You just need to come with me… Ezechiel.” – the Teller said, reaching his hand to the man.

    When Ezechiel felt influence of the stranger’s speech, strengthened with the Words of Oath – he just said:

    “So lead – save my soul if you can …”

    One day later, the Royal Army found only a crater, at the place of a burnt village… and a strangely shaped stone with a beautiful, grey bird upon it…

    … the Mourning Dove.

Reupload of work for better quality 😇