Cassidy
05-22-08, 05:56 PM
(solo)
FOREWORD:
I CAUGHT THE FIRST GLINT of a new dawn approaching the horizon as I leaned over the starboard bow. I watched with reverence as hues of orange sunlight bled into the mauve sky as light slowly began to overcome the night. I could only marvel at the sight, for I remained perplexed over how something so beautiful and pristine could bear to cast itself in such a terrible and ugly world such as this. It was the light in the darkness so to speak, and up until two weeks ago, I wouldn't have paid a sight like this another thought.
Two weeks ago, I was a physician in Loxum, Corone. I had had a hard trek through life, and sometimes when I approached the fork in the road between the easy way and the hard way, the choice between the two wasn't always mine to make. I had lost almost everything that meant something to me in one night and for what wasn't lost to me I sold to collectors or to the philistine caste I once belonged to for I could bear to look upon them no longer. I had become a victim of a crime far more grave than I could've ever imagined, and it was then that I had lost the meaning of what it is to be human. With a few gold pieces and my insatiable craving for the drink and a cigar as my only comforts, I could no longer discern whether or not I had crossed the brink into madness.
Rocked by the swells of the indigo blue, I felt my mind softly pull on the tethers of memory that bound me to what was once my home and to the incident that had been my undoing. Two weeks ago, I was a man of God and no matter what trial or tribulation I went through, I held onto this certainty that if I maintained my convictions and faith, everything would come full circle. But, with a broken man, there is no God. I no longer believed that there was a 'good book' or sought some sort of place in the cosmos, for it was no longer my place to ignore the growing shadow of doubt which had stricken everything from me in one fell swoop.
I truly must be confused or mad to have booked passage aboard this vessel and left my only hope of redemption in the care of Dr. Isaac Cross to chase the nightmare that left my life ravaged and in tatters in its wake. I no longer cared about my accomplishments or the remaining thread of life I had before I grew too old and too feeble to reap the fruits of it. The only thing that mattered to me now was revenge. I vowed upon the soil of Corone that I would not cease nor rest until I had enacted my vengeance upon that monster, for I was no longer a man of mercy nor forgiveness.
Up until two weeks ago, my name was Dr. Paul Cassidy. I was a husband, a father, a veteran, and a man of many talents. But, when I crossed paths with Him for the first time, I found out what it truly was to be an insect in the presence of a god.
FOREWORD:
I CAUGHT THE FIRST GLINT of a new dawn approaching the horizon as I leaned over the starboard bow. I watched with reverence as hues of orange sunlight bled into the mauve sky as light slowly began to overcome the night. I could only marvel at the sight, for I remained perplexed over how something so beautiful and pristine could bear to cast itself in such a terrible and ugly world such as this. It was the light in the darkness so to speak, and up until two weeks ago, I wouldn't have paid a sight like this another thought.
Two weeks ago, I was a physician in Loxum, Corone. I had had a hard trek through life, and sometimes when I approached the fork in the road between the easy way and the hard way, the choice between the two wasn't always mine to make. I had lost almost everything that meant something to me in one night and for what wasn't lost to me I sold to collectors or to the philistine caste I once belonged to for I could bear to look upon them no longer. I had become a victim of a crime far more grave than I could've ever imagined, and it was then that I had lost the meaning of what it is to be human. With a few gold pieces and my insatiable craving for the drink and a cigar as my only comforts, I could no longer discern whether or not I had crossed the brink into madness.
Rocked by the swells of the indigo blue, I felt my mind softly pull on the tethers of memory that bound me to what was once my home and to the incident that had been my undoing. Two weeks ago, I was a man of God and no matter what trial or tribulation I went through, I held onto this certainty that if I maintained my convictions and faith, everything would come full circle. But, with a broken man, there is no God. I no longer believed that there was a 'good book' or sought some sort of place in the cosmos, for it was no longer my place to ignore the growing shadow of doubt which had stricken everything from me in one fell swoop.
I truly must be confused or mad to have booked passage aboard this vessel and left my only hope of redemption in the care of Dr. Isaac Cross to chase the nightmare that left my life ravaged and in tatters in its wake. I no longer cared about my accomplishments or the remaining thread of life I had before I grew too old and too feeble to reap the fruits of it. The only thing that mattered to me now was revenge. I vowed upon the soil of Corone that I would not cease nor rest until I had enacted my vengeance upon that monster, for I was no longer a man of mercy nor forgiveness.
Up until two weeks ago, my name was Dr. Paul Cassidy. I was a husband, a father, a veteran, and a man of many talents. But, when I crossed paths with Him for the first time, I found out what it truly was to be an insect in the presence of a god.