I originally wrote this for a character of mine on a roleplay site, though I was forced to leave due to my computer contracting various viruses. This was written to illustrate how my character, Lerato, died before being reborn in the new world. Hopefully, this will inspire me to pick up roleplaying once more.
The First Page. Still virgin to ink. It's an awkward beginning with more questions than answers. New faces, frights and strange experiences await me in a stranger world. Here, danger seems to be as much an illusion as the Forest itself. A land of the impossible.
I tap my quill impatiently on the page, searching for words beyond my command to describe. Little did I know the map lay innocently in front of me, inert to my prodding. A journey is nigh.
A name has been forged, the stars have been cast, and the bond has only begun to be made. The Forest beckons, but can I find the voice to answer?
