The Soulforge

The blade must past threw the fire, else it breaks.

You cannot hide from danger. Death floats on the air, creeps through the window, comes with the handshake of a stranger. If we stop living because we fear death, then we have already died. -Raistlin Majere

A mage's soul is forged in the crucible of the magic

and someday, fat innkeepers will bow to me.

If I am to be judged by those who come after me, let me be judged for the truth.

The magic will not solve your problems. It will only add to them. The magic will not make people like you. It will increase their distrust. The magic will not ease your pain. It will twist and burn inside you until sometimes you think that even death would be preferable." -Antimodes, "Soulforge

So dark. Endless darkness, eternal. It was not the absence of light that was so frightening as the absence of thought, of knowledge, of comprehension. Our lives, the lives of the living will go on. The sun shines, the moons rise, we will laugh and talk, and he will know nothing, feel nothing. Nothing. So final. It will come to us all. It will come to me.