make me mind up

Its been nearly a hand since I spoke to the Tuchuk at the arena. His words did tug at my heart every night the sun set and allowed the tree moons to rise. Could I give up everything to go back where my blood is? Could I prove myself worthy? Am I strong enough to do this knowing I will see Alah as nothing but some slave to me?

There are questions I need to think on, to understand. I need to seek a vision in my dreams. I need to know that those who gave me life gave me the backbone and blood in my viens to be who I am. This I must do before I write Tristram with my decision, and set all my land to his and Emma's hands.

This is something I must decide alone with the winds.....

Oh, Great Spirit,

whose voice I hear in the winds

Whose breath gives life to the world, hear me

I come to you as one of your many children

I am small and weak

I need your strength and wisdom

May I walk in beauty

Make my eyes ever behold the red and purple sunset.

Make my hands respect the things you have made

And my ears sharp to your voice.

me wise so that

I may know the things you have taught your children.

The lessons you have written in every leaf and rock

Make me strong--------!

Not to be superior to my brothers,

but to fight my greatest enemy....myself

Make me ever ready to come to you with straight eyes,

So that when life fades as the fading sunset,

May my spirit come to you without