I have travelled for many years and seen the woes of men and elves. They gnaw at me in the back of my mind. Thus, I shall retire from deciding the fate of the world and instead see to it that future men and elves learn from our past struggles. And that our species retire from war entirely. For the war was folly and remains as such. Merely a jest from some primordial being which does not care about our lives.Unauthorized use: this story is on Amazon without permission from the author. Report any sightings.


    This story will be long. I have been there when the elves subjugated us. I saw the acursed immortal king dictate our believes and poison our minds. But that is not where my story begins. I once, was a mere mortal. Bound to a village in the now lost kingdom of Gillian. I will spare you the deeper details of my youth as it does not concern anyone. Now let me tell you of Varyem as it once was.