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The Torn Journal: The Awakening



I shifted in bed after a long time. As I opened her eyes in a strange room I tried to remember what happened. I then spotted the elderly lossoth woman sitting in the corner and tried to reach out for my greatsword. The woman smiled.
" Stay calm, Forngarmo. We know who you are and how you ended up here. There is no need to stay on guard." - She said calmly towards me. I looked at her and nodded.
"How did I end up here? What happened?" - I then asked. The Lossoth sighed as she looked at me.
"A great battle... in the mountains north of here. You have been seriously wounded and then the avalanche came. When we dug you out we thought you are dead. But then my husband felt the weak pulse so we decided to try to rescue you, the great friend of the lossoth." - She answered then. I got lost in thoughts for a long moment then glanced again at the elderly woman with a nod. 
"How long I was here?" - I then asked with concern. There was a long silence before the woman finally spoke. 
"You have been here for seven years... If you haven't woken up today I don't know what we would do as we thought there is no rescuing you anymore. Yet here you are. Rest now, we will speak more after you will recover... " - The lossoth woman then answered and left me to rest. I got lost in thoughts for a long time then decided to take the rest I needed and soon enough I have drifted off to sleep again.