Legends of Belariath

Sharna

Frustration was a thing forged in years of failures one lacking this,a failed trait there, Flawed... To the point of displeasing the Ancient that took to slumber again....

.....Memories of mistakes, flaws being rolled and smoothed until purged from the Creation of molded perfection. Worked from the roots of Dreams past, woven into the single essences of the female Drak that was birthed from a deep determination to succeed where all others had failed..

The Arcana came swathed, just a part of the design she'd been Dreamt with. Unaware of the weight upon her very existence, or the careful eye placed upon the path she walked. Forward was all she could do, seeking what may lay ahead at the dock that swayed before her. Feet touching upon solid land, with being told nothing more then the name of the land she'd arrived in..Nanth.

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