Chamber of Secrets

... or so they believe...

The realms within the Land of Mists keep the Pandora box intact so far… The mage is the only constant that keeps shedding light through the gloomy caverns and forests… Each day is a new revelation in terms of those around me. Secrets keep revealing themselves even if I am not asking for them… even if I don’t ask for the truth it comes to me as if a Divine power wanted to reinforce everything I suspect or assume with tangible evidence… So I am truly at peace with my choices, and with my life. Not that it makes me happy to know all this… Not that it adds to my opinion of things… Not that it actually makes me wish for many reactions of the sort that anyone would expect from the mercurial witch…

As the chamber of secrets lay open wide in front of me, I see the mage standing beneath me. And his strength becomes my strength. Silently he witnesses my horrors... But instead of running away he remains, so I know I am not to walk alone anymore. I call forth truth... One by one the images come forth, each telling a new story about the past, each adding the missing pieces of the puzzles that I have never been able to solve. Each piece cuts me so deep, and I am surprised that I don’t faint by the sheer outrage and madness… So much deception, so much lies! I have been immersed in a web of lies for almost two decades… Lies within lies within lies… And all I gave out was truth, faith and hope. Nevermore!

I salute all the bards that spin such vile deceits, as they certainly have a talent… as they were sneaky enough to make me dance to their music, at their own pace, at their own will. From the bottom of my heart: It does not matter now. Reap the fruits of what you all nourished all this time. I don’t belong to you, and you don’t belong to me. I am free to be as I am, I am free to dream all my dreams and make them come true, I am free to live in truth and walk in beauty, even if shadows and mists surround me. No longer shall the Land consume me, or try to turn me from my path… It has been demonstrated who I am, after all… Who I will always be… And so, don’t ask for whom the bells toll… But be certain that the toll will stop… I breed no ill wish towards anyone, live on… But be certain that never again will I allow you to tear apart my heart, or my life... never again.

And so I burn this chamber! May all the secrets burn as well… vanish forever from my life, from my memory… It is over. Go on with your paths… And may the Divine have mercy on your souls.

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