I...I Am Arie...An Elf From Cyria
You scramble to find the thoughts inside your head. You're still
grogy, and getting a bit dizzy from the loss of blood. You suddenly
begin to remember...visions of a beautiful place begin to fill your
head. Trees and flowers and a beautiful rock filled stream, the gentle
breeze, the wispering of small animals and tiny newborn birds, the
thought of Home.
"It's my Home...where I live. I don't quite remember much right
now...I've been hurt, can you help me?"
"What?! Where is Cyria?" Asks the voice.
