The Shadow of What Was Lost

You can put your trust in something that’s obvious, that’s measurable or predictable - but that's not faith. Nor is believing in something that gives you no pause for doubt, no reason or desire to question. Faith is something more than that. By definition, it cannot have proof as its foundation.

All that I wanted, I received All that I dreamed, I achieved All that I feared, I conquered All that I hated, I destroyed All that I loved, I saved And so, I lay down my head weary with despair, for; All that I needed, I lost

You can put your trust in something that’s obvious, that’s measurable or predictable - but that's not faith.

Only for a great love would he take such a risk.

You destroyed Saran'geth for an ideal. You butchered the Arathi for revenge. You created the Plains of Decay for the love of a woman long dead...You saved Jala Terr knowing it would cost you a century alone. You hid Wereth from the Shadows because you believed a good man was worth more than a good name. You destroyed us--and then, when we hated you most, you saved us at the expense of everything you ever wanted...You have lived for over four thousand years, and done so much evil and so much good. You are a legend here amongst the Lyth, despised and beloved, famous and infamous both.

Another evening gone, then. He was running out of those much faster than he would like.

Everyone has a darker nature, Caeden. Everyone. Good men fear it, and evil men embrace it.