The Mist Speaks

(Crossing, Zoluren: 394 Nissa 355)

While hunting in Baearholt’s Farmhold, I happened to have a visit from a "Mist". We had a conversation and this is what was said. (Keep in mind, I had a swarm of trolls, rams, cougars, and grendels on me at the time so it was hard to keep my thoughts straight.)

I felt something soft and sticky — almost like a spiderweb — on the back of my neck.

I heard a sobbing lament from the shadows.

I asked, "what?"

A ghostly voice said, "What?"

I asked, "whats wrong?"

A cackling voice in the shadows said, "whats wrong?"

I asked, "hello?"

A cackling voice in the shadows said, "hello?"

I asked, "who are you?"

A ghostly voice said, "Who am I?"

I asked, "yes, please who are you?"

A cackling voice in the shadows said, "I’d like to know that answer, myself."

I asked, "are you looking for something friend?"

An eerie voice from the shadows wailed, "Yes. Yes. Looking. Looking."

I asked, "what would you be looking for?"

A ghostly voice said, "I seek myself. I seek my purpose."

I asked, "can I help you with your purpose?"

A ghostly voice said, "I don’t know? I’d be greatful if you could."

I said, "I wish to help you if I may"

I asked, "do you have a name?"

I asked, "or something by which I may call you?"

A ghostly voice said, "I had a name once. Now I’m generally known as Mist or the mist." A silvery mist gathers unnaturally about.

I asked, "may I ask why you do not have a name any longer?"

A ghostly voice said, "I’m quite sure I have one. I just cannot remember it."

I asked, "It is sad to not have a name to go by. May I call you my friend?"

A ghostly voice said, "I suppose, I mean I hope I’m friendly. I really do not know."

I said, "I am not frigtened by you. And I hope you aren’t frightened by me."

An eerie voice from the shadows wailed, "You frighten me very little, but I do hope you have no reason to fear me. I don’t remember myself very well."

I said, "is there a way that I may help you? I wish to help you in anyway that I can."

A ghostly voice said, "Yes, yes, I suppose I should allow you to try and help. I need to know who I am, where I am, and my purpose."

A cackling voice in the shadows said, "But nobody has helped with that so far, so perhaps I should gracefully take my leave."

I said, "please don’t go. I enjoy your presence"

An eerie voice from the shadows wailed, "You enjoy me? Many fear me."

"I wish so badly to help you," I replied, a tear running down my face.

A silvery mist gathered unnaturally about.

A ghostly voice said, "I’m afraid I’m not much to look at." An unnatural silvery mist dissipated as quickly as it formed.

I said, "you are beautiful I believe"

I said, "your voice just sounds so"

A cackling voice in the shadows said, "Beautiful? Me?"

A cackling voice in the shadows said, "Surely you jest."

A cackling voice in the shadows said, "A flatterer we have here."

I said, "yes, you sound like you have been through pain, but I think all are beautiful"

A ghostly voice said, "Even that troll? He looks pretty ugly to me."

I asked, "is there a way that I could see you?"

A silvery mist gathered unnaturally about a second time.

A ghostly voice said, "Look carefully, I show myself."

An unnatural silvery mist dissipated as quickly as it formed.

I asked, "are you still here?"

An eerie voice from the shadows wailed, "I am afraid that is about all there is of me to see." A silvery mist gathered unnaturally about.

An unnatural silvery mist dissipated as quickly as it formed.

I said, "do you have a purpose for being here in these parts? "

An eerie voice from the shadows wailed, "I suppose I do. I know I do. I dont’ know what it is, though."

I said, "if I can help you in any way, please call on me. I will be willing to help you. whenever you need that is."

A ghostly voice said, "I don’t know, Nicole. Is it right I should know your name, but not my own?"

I said, "perhaps I can just call you Mist as you had said you are known, that way I will know you by a name"

A ghostly voice said, "That sounds good, but these sheep make me dizzy."

I said, "well, you can go if you like, but please, don’t be a stranger and let me know if you find what you are looking for"

An eerie voice from the shadows wailed, "Garasen! The mist knows your name!"

A ghostly voice said, "And Nicole, the Mist respects your name."

I said, "why, thank you, I shall look for you"

I said, "and I hope you find what you are looking for"

There is a distinct rattling of chains in the distance.

(Who was this mysterious soul? I hope to one day know.)