An Aesthetic shows you to a small reading room.

Stories of Ansalon from the view of Thalijar.

A little gully dwarf runs by and says 'Wordwrap is at 65. You change? Off 65 80.'
The gully continues 'Eyes hurt? Turn Color OFF!! (regular story dates)

Astinus says 'Enter the main library here to view only the author list.'
Astinus gently places a worn tome on the table in front of you.
You note the spine bears the word 'Thalijar' scribed in deep red ink.

Author:  Thalijar
Date    Wed Feb  5 21:38:51 2003



Subject  Dreams of the Light within the Darkness



His eyelids grew heavy on him, as he laid in bed. His head
resting comfortable
upon the pillow.

The young fellow was feeling extra drowsy tonight, due to the
fact he didn't
sleep much for the past week or so. Seems he was haunted by
repeating dreams.

The dreams always started off the same....

Thalijar was surrounded by total darkness. His own hand in
front of his face
could not be seen. He had no choice but to walk forward, feeling
his
surroundings as he did, hoping to find a way into the light.

He walked for what seemed like miles without bumping into a
single object,
or running along a wall. In fact, his feet felt as if they were
floating above
ground, and they never truly made contact with a solid surface of
any kind.

Yet, he knew he was moving forward. Not by any movement of air,
nor seeing
the ground move beneath his feet...more like he just "knew" it.

After what seemed like hours...possibly days, Thalijar felt,
more than heard
a voice echoing around him.

'Thalijar Rondell, I am the one you seek, I am the guiding
light in the
Darkness that is in your mind. I am your keeper. And, it is I
whom you need to
help you in troubled times'

Thalijar spoke no words, yet every thought in his brain was
heard loud and
clearly. Every answer he had, the voice had a question
for...comforting
him...soothing his fear. He felt relaxed here. Felt comfortable
in the embrace
of the darkness.

He knew nothing could harm him here, not with the voice....The
sweet
voice...sounding so powerful, yet so lovely, and so harmless at
the same time.

Thalijar had one last question, and before tonight, his dream
always ended
after he asked it.....Tonight however, his question had an
answer.

'Who are you?'

Tonight, this very dream differed from the rest...for after the
question was
asked, a bright searing light erupted around him. The light
didn't hurt him,
nor impair his vision.

In fact, his eyes saw everything more clearly now...Everything
around him,
every minute detail, was in his field of perception. He was aware
of all.
Every bird singing, Every child playing. And...He was aware of
his answer....

It was her....She of the many faces....The Darkest of
Queens....The
five-headed reptilian dragon.

She who had haunted his dreams, was none other than Takhisis.

Yet, he felt no fear...No worries. She would take care of him,
she would
provide sanctuary in her arms. And all she asked was one simple
favor....

Loyalty.

Loyalty...was it so hard? No...not for what she offered him.
She would give
him all he wanted....All he needed.

And she only asked for one thing....

Thalijar woke quickly. His eyes snapping open, then quickly
adjusting to the
sunlight pouring into his room. He had not woken to daylight in
quite
sometime...always waking prematurely before the sun rose.

Today, he felt rested....He felt refreshed. He also felt
something else. The
gift she granted him. He felt the power residing within him.
Power that flowed
directly from her.

It was an extension of herself...her own power that he felt.

He need only learn to master the gift, and time would be the only
obstacle.
But he had plenty of it now.

Now that she watched over him. Guiding his every move. He lifted
his body out
of bed, with ease...No Aches, or pains usually associated with
getting out of
bed. He gathered what belongings he would need to travel, and
before noon
arrived, he was

was travelling upon the road leaving his villiage. The road that
led to his
future.

His future within the arms of Takhisis. And what better place to
be close to
his queen than the very home she gave unto her followers.

Storm Keep.......

The Storytellers of Ansalon, The DragonLance MUD

Astinus points to the massive wall of books behind him and bids you to make a selection.

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Astinus mentions 'We have had over 869 storytellers on Ansalon pen their epic stories here for all to read.'