#WHMWanders

The First Magus

@midnightvespers

8 months ago

Field Notes, Second Cycle

There are no tomes here. No temples.
Only signs: how the wind catches cloth, how footsteps echo in unfamiliar stone.

I treat it like a battlefield. It helps.

I would welcome a familiar face. Or even an honest stranger.

#WHMWanders

The First Magus

@midnightvespers

8 months ago

#WHMWanders

I died with purpose.

That was the lesson. That sacrifice, freely chosen, could be the final spell.

I was proud of that. At peace.

And then I woke up—alive again, in a world not my own.

I do not know what spell revived me. But I intend to honor it.