Willing servitude and cowardice time and time again. My Sultan and grace; forgive the weakness and fear I experienced. I am greedy to live and to linger when was no my time, for a traitor until the end, beyond the grave I have become. Is there no scruples left in my person ( Read more... )

The avaricious man is poor, even if the whole world is his.

This is my punishment and the sin I am victim of? How laughable! I’m finally treated as if royal blood runs in my veins!

Allah… Jahannam is unlike the descriptions I am familiar with. There is not a black fire, sixty-nine times greater than the normal flame. There is absolutely no fire ( Read more... )

Three entries in this scroll journal.

Three brothers who had forsaken their grace and their religion for the sake of prolonging their vile lives. They should not accuse me of traitor with that knowledge in mind.

I am your better, the loyal to my death. There is nothing any of you could do to intimidate me with your devilry ( Read more... )

Allah… The superstitious tales were accurate since the beginning and I refused to listen to them during my youth. Discounting that knowledge, I will resort in my wits to dispel the mystery that Vlad (Vlads?) is posing. Mmm. How could he be… so weak?The taste of a bittersweet meeting could only be forgotten by replacing the hardships with beautiful ( Read more... )

Curious scroll. Poorly fitting for someone of my status. It lacks gold and gems incrusted on the surface. It doesn't shine enough to blind those who gaze upon it with its splendor ( Read more... )