The Path

There is a path ... a hidden path … walked on by the strangest of creatures … this path exists only in the mind of those who search for it … and if you believe in it … if you know what to do and where to look … where to go … you will find it …

As long as you walk on it … the path shines clearly before you … but if you leave it … you will never find it again … you will be lost in the world … chased by reality … longing for the lost path … that is why few dare enter it … to lose the paradise that lies one step ahead of you … more than mortals can stand … they dream of it … in their hearts they know it is there … they still know … but they lost the key to it … fear made them lose it … they lost the key inside themselves …

And so the path is left to those who still dare enter it … it is their path … small and bright … tall and airy … dark and cold … they walk the path unseen by mortals … forgotten … forgotten out of fear … watching the world turn around them … as they watch it, they cease to be a part of it … those who watch are not seen … unseen is unknown …

They cannot leave their path … a mortal entering … the one to free them … their path leads them away … once so close … now so far … the lost path … the path we hold the key to … the path that begins in our hearts … look for it, and you can find it … you could free those lost wanderers … those forgotten wanderers …

Let me tell you about this path … let me tell you about the Elvenpath …