Bloodlines: Heritage Year
What frightens you? What causes your heart to stop? Your palms to sweat? Your mind to become clouded while your body is frozen, waiting in vain for orders? Do you fear, my girl? The ancestors of your people did not. Some say fear is weakness-a liability. That's what they believed in their arrogance.
I disagree.
Do you? Look at your bloodline: brave, ancient warriors of the realms whose bones have long rotted on this earth into dust. It was punishment for rebellion. Because they didn't fear. Now their descendents are paying the true price: dependence-an unexpected curse. Isn't it worse than Death? Asking for what you need. To be reliant upon someone else's whim. To be denied? Yes girl, your people may be powerful in a world of glittering gems, but what happens when you move them down under? They depend on life force after all.
And those not necessarily willing to share it.
You will carry this burden as well, but not at the same depth. For you are only half of what they are. A product of treachery. Can you tell the signs? Your body is changing along with your powers. It runs in the blood-the rebellious nature. That's why I chose to accompany you. When the time comes and truths are revealed, you won't reject me.
You can't.
Who am I? I am your guardian and servant. I am your best friend and worst enemy. Your secret-keeper of sorts. I've had others in the past, but you shall be the most glorious of all. I will reveal myself to your eyes soon. For now, be content in your obliviousness. Let the answers seek you first. I will be mere spectator until the time comes to act.
AN: CAN ANYONE GUESS WHO THE NARRATOR OF THIS SEGMENT WAS? I'M CURIOUS.