"For twenty thousand years have our people fought. For twenty thousand years we have been destroying what hehad fought for. For twenty thousand years we have warred amongst ourselves and killed each other, bringing chaos to the order hebuilt. Again we stand at the brink of obliteration. We are forgetting our culture, our history, disregarding our morals and damning our future. I say no more! It is time for us to act against the Evanuris. It is time for us to raise, it is time for us to change our past. Let us go back and change what was done wrong. Let us help himhelp us all. He does not have to do this alone. Let us revive the project our predecessors started and finish it! What say you?"

I looked at Xian as he spoke. He stood proud and tall on the pedestal in the middle of the round council chamber. There was flame in his eyes I had not seen for hundreds of years. He was ready! Ready for the renewal, for the rebirth of our people. The attending exploded with ovations when he finished his speech. Hundreds of elves stood up from their seats and applauded, their faces alight by hope.

The council members however stood quiet. Their eyes focused on Xian and me. The chamber grew thick with anticipation. What will they decide? I wonder.

Xian is a member of the council and he was the only one daring to oppose their decisions. He was the only one willing to sacrifice all in the name of our people. He reminded me of Fen'Harel or at least of what we knew of him.

Fen'Harel or as we called him the Dread Wolf took down the Veil twenty five thousand years ago and thus ended the Dark Ages - those were the thousand years our people lived separated from the Fade and all magic, the time when the elves started aging.

For five thousand years, before he disappeared, the Wolf fought to rejuvenate the elvhen people. And it worked. For a while at least. After his disappearance we tried to keep his teachings, but we tried in vain. We needed a leader. We had grown used to it. We were not free, we could not live without someone pulling the reigns. We searched for someone to show us the right path, but such a leader did not exist. It was evident we needed the Wolf, but he never came back to us despite our prayers and pleas.

After Fen'Harel's disappearance a group of elves dedicated their lives to find a way to free the Evanuris. Poor fools, they did not know any better. And so the ancient elvhen "Gods" were set free. Since then things have been going from bad to worse. Slowly, the people were separated in factions, each faction worshiped a member of the Evanuris, not unlike the years before the Dark Ages. Soon after the Evanuris found out they had been asleep for twenty five thousand years and the Dread Wolf was most probably dead, the branding started. Not long after that the slavery and mass suppression. Seventeen thousand years ago, right before my "birth" the wars started. Faction fighting against faction. Elves killing elves, death and destruction and all in the name of the Evanuris. Whole continents of our planet were in war and soaked with the blood of our People.

Fifteen thousand years ago, I helped our faction build an underground movement. We formed a secret council. The leaders of the council, elder elves, were representatives of each faction, they were picked by Xian and me. Most of the members of the movement were from our faction - Fen'Harel's faction. Xian and I did everything possible to keep the council and its members safe so we built a military force - the Fen'aris. Despite my objections I was picked a leader of the Fen'aris - since I have been fighting in the war for almost fifteen thousand years and had the best fighting skills. I took my sister with me. Semiel was my right hand and always stood beside me and helped me in all endeavours. She also accompanied me on all my missions, but not today. Today she stood outside of the council chamber together with a Fen'aris squad I picked for this mission.

They were here to protect the attending, for tonight is the most important night since the movement started. Tonight we have to make a decision. Open war against the Evanuris or revive the Proximus Memoria Iter or as we call it Memoria.