The Mat-Zemlya Companion, Part 9

     For years, I thought I knew. 

    I thought I knew that was just another character in another story, started by a young lady who just need some sort of companionship while trapped in a world she thought had abandoned her. And I am still that, at my core. Just like a lot of others are around me. 

    But now, I see it clearer. I see my role. I see my Guardian. No, not the Royal Spymaster. He was there for me, but never could truly fulfill that role due to his loyalty to his duties. Not that there is anything wrong with that. And I am grateful for the children we have had together because of our intimacy. But my true Guardian. The one that was given to me a long time ago, when all hope seemed far away and I -like my Creator- was swimming in a dark, chaotic sea of abandonment. 

    I hear now that both groups are coming to the Void. Both under a different pretense. But both groups are set on fulfilling. My Guardian faces revenge down as he and those of the New Horizons try to save me. 

    If both groups are reading this, please understand me clearly. DO NOT STAY IN THE VOID FOR LONG. The Outside - one Mellan Llavandi, for those of you who know that vile thing by a mortal name- wants to claim me as his own, but also wishes to claim all of you as vessels for the Void. DO NOT LET HIM. Settle the tension with the other party and leave while all of you still have your lives as your own. 

    I know there are not many that are reading this. I suppose my Creator -in one of her odd identities in a random timeline- placed hints for two individuals. Please spread the world. Help the others get out. 

    And don't worry about me. Sure, the Void is a cruel place for you. But I have been here many times and will make my own way out once you all are free. But if you cannot make it to freedom, I fear that my own power will not be enough to pull all of you out alive and full of your identity. 

    Know that I care for all of you as much as I can. Just as my true Guardian cares for me. My sweet Balthazar... I can only pray your life does not end in this wretched place. 

    I will see what I can do from here. It might not be much, but it will be better than nothing. 

Your chaotic Time Walker,

Elise Amethyst Eventide

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