This is an old story of mines from an old account. Doing a thorough rewrite and repost. This story means a lot to me so I couldn't just let it go.

Summary: The earth shook, her mind fractured. The earth burned, she was forged. The earth rejuvenated, she awoke.

Dragon Age: Rejuvenation

Prologue

"And so is the Golden City blackened. With each step, you take in my hall. Marvel at perfection, for it, is fleeting. You have brought Sin to Heaven. And doom upon all the world." ~ Canticle of Threnodies 8:13

"The chantry teaches us, that it is thee uberis of men that which brought the darkspawn on our world. The mages have sought to usurp heaven, but instead, they destroyed it. They were cast out, twisted and cursed by their own corruption. They returned as monsters, the first of the darkspawn. They become a blight upon the lands, unstoppable and relentless. The dwarven kingdoms were the first to fall. And from the deep roads, the darkspawn drove at us again and again until finally, we neared annihilation. Until, the grey wardens came. Men and women from every race, warriors and mages, barbarians and kings. Grey wardens sacrificed everything to stem the tide of darkness, and prevail. It has been four centuries since that first victory. We have kept our vigil. We have watched and waited for the darkspawn to return. And those who once called us heroes, have forgotten. We are few now and our warnings have been ignored for far too long. I might even be too late, for I have seen with my own eyes what lies on the horizon. Maker help us all..."

"Ar lasa mala revas"

She felt like she was on fire. It was like hot lava was coursing through her veins, scorching underneath her skin. She could hear a voice chanting words she didn't understand. The only thing her mind could register was the pain.

"Ir abelas"

A loud crack resonated within her mind and she was a blank slate. She felt cold suddenly and shivered from the instant cold that seeped into her bones.

"Ir abelas, ma vhenan"

Her body lay drenched in that icy darkness but her senses were active. She could smell the fresh wood of a forest. She could hear the sound of animals. She could taste the sweet air.

"Mala suledin nadas"

Suddenly, warmth filled her entire being and emerald greens opened for the first time

"Ar lath ma"

Glossary:

Andaran atish'an: Enter this place in peace. A formal elven greeting.

Aneth ara: A sociable or friendly greeting, more commonly used among the Dalish themselves rather than with outsiders.

Ara seranna-ma: A way to excuse one's self, such as after a sneeze or belch.[7]

Ar lasa mala revas: "You are free." More literally "I give you your freedom."

Ar lath ma, vhenan: "I love you, heart/my heart"

Asha'bellanar: "The Woman of Many Years." How the Dalish refer to Flemeth.

Atish'all Vir Abelasan: "Enter the path of the Well of Sorrows."

Banal nadas: Nothing is inevitable.

Bellanaris Din'an Heem: "Make you dead."

Dareth shiral: farewell; literally "Safe journey."

Dirthara-ma: "May you learn." Used as a curse.

Falon'Din enasal enaste: A prayer for the dead.

Fenedhis lasa: Meaning officially undefined as of yet. A common curse.

Fen'Harel ma ghilana: "Dread Wolf guides you." Indicates someone being misled.

Fen'Harel ma halam: "Dread Wolf ends you." A threat.

Garas quenathra: "Why are you here?/Why have you come?" Spoken by the voices of the Vir'abelasan

Ghil-Dirthalen: "One who guides seekers of knowledge true."

Ghilan'him banal'vhen: "The path that leads astray": a derogatory term for Arcane Warriors among those elves who eschewed physical combat.

Halam'shivanas: The sweet sacrifice of duty.

Ir abelas: I am sorry.

Ir abelas, ma vhenan: "I am filled with sorrow for your loss, my heart."

Ir tel'him: I'm me again.

Lasa ghilan: Grant/give guidance.

Lathbora viran: Roughly translated as "the path to a place of lost love," a longing for a thing one can never really know.

Ma banal las halamshir var vhen: You do nothing to further our people

Ma harel, da'len: You lie, child.

Ma harel lasa!: You lied to me.

Ma ghilana mir din'an: Guide me into death.

Ma melava halani: You helped me.

Mas enasalin lasa revas evanura: Meaning unknown.

Mala suledin nadas: Now you must endure.

Malas amelin ne halam: I hope you find a new name.

Ma nuvenin: As you say.

Ma vhenan: My heart; sometimes shortened simply to vhenan, "heart"; a term of endearment.

Ma serannas: My thanks./Thank you.

Mana. Ma halani: Help me.

Mar solas ena mar din: Your pride will be your death.

Melana en athim las enaste: Now let humility grant favor.

Mythal'enaste: Mythal's favor.

Na din'an sahlin!: Your death is come!

Na melana sahlin: Your time is come.

Penshra! Ghilas vellathan!: Politely translated as "I prefer that you remain close."

Sulevin ghilana hanin: Roughly translates to "[the] knights purpose [is] to guide you". This is an inscription on the back of the Dalish shield called "The Path to Glory".

Tel'abelas: I'm not sorry.

Tel garas solasan: Come not to a prideful place.

Telanadas: Nothing is inevitable.

Vir sumeil: We are close.