Prologue
Darkness.
Is that not what is before Dawn?
But why did this darkness seen different? It engulfed everything around it. No light shined, no flowers bloomed, no grass grew. It seemed desolate and cold like the many nights that I spent alone, wishing for some light to guide me.
It scares me...
This darkness was shadowy and smelled of death. An unforgiving glance into what was coming. It was becoming a hell all its own...But why? I had always loved the darkness. But now, it only brings me fear...
Where is the dawn? Should it not have come by now?
Something was coming for me. Its talons poised for the kill. Ready and willing to destroy everything like the sword of death had done so long ago. I could feel the stone cold paw coming for me, reaching for me. And all I could do was watch.
Please...let their be light!
The fear was cripling. How could all my courage leave me now when I needed it most. when everything I hold dear needed it most. I can't stand it, not anymore. There must be an answer!Why is this happening?!
Why...I have lost all hope now...there is nothing but darkness...
A light. It shines so bright. Its color warped with visions of death...Could this light be tainted as well? It shined brighter. Brighter. Brighter until I could stand it no more. But where is this light coming from? Its beauty unmatched. Could my prayer have been answered? Could this be my Dawn?
Triumph...
The darkness flees from this light. This must be my savior, this must be my god! It comes closer bringing a warmth I had never known. The color...it is becoming pure as him himself. But nowhere near as perfect. This must be Mwokozi wetu, this must be!
Mwokozi wetu...
A shining light. My Dawn. But something is wrong...I am not dead. This light that is engulfing me should only come after my final breath has been taken. Perhaps I did take my final breath? Perhaps when I rested my head on the moss covered ground, I had breathed my last breath. Perhaps my mate was crying over my body now, praying to Mwokozi wetu to bring me back...
Voices...
What are they saying? They are speaking amongst each other. I hear names. Names that are familiar. These voices, they are listing the names of my pride. One by one. "Mohatu...". My name! Why are they listing these names? Are they hunting us? Are they coming for us...Who are they?
They come closer...
They are coming closer to me. I can see that they are other wolves. Possibly Eastern? Maybe Northern? They are just figures. blurs. A paw. A white paw is coming closer. I watch as it comes closer to me. Then...
Fire...
Visions of orange whisps licking at the darkness appeared before me. They rose and engulfed everything, like fire always does. Its heat was not comforting. Not like the light. The embers rose and dissapeared into...the sky? Sky, but there was just darkness. How can there be a sky?
Stars...
Like white snow that has fallen on a black sheet. They shined so bright that I forgot about the fear that the fire brought me. I wanted to touch them. Were they really there? Where they truly stars? Or was it another trick? Another trick that the darkness was trying to make me believe.
Red...
The stars were gone! The light was gone. The fire was gone! All that was left was the darkness that I could not escape. The fear was returning again. The shadows were coming once more. There was no light to protect me from their grasp anymore. All I saw now where the glowing red eyes of whatever wanted me.
Ragnarok...
It can't be him. It can't! I have heard tales of Ragnarok, but I had never seen him. He was a demon, a death sentence, a murderer, a...a...a darkness.
Future...
Is this the future or is this hell? Is this what will become or have I done something that has offended The Great Kings. Why am I seeing visions of Ragnarok...why? I am scared once more. I am scared. I am...