We are neither the living nor the dead.
We'll be forgotten by the living and the dead.
We come back to the world that we once say goodbye to ,but the days when we once lived and the people once we loved will never come back.
We are the being and the curse,since we forget the past and will be forgotten by the past
我从飞艇上纵身一跃，伴随着耳边呼呼地风声，重重地落在提瑞斯法林地上，砰地一声闷响过后，我以灵魂的状态出现在幽暗城附近。对于一个身上有羽毛的法师来说，这种死法（我们暂且称之为死）几乎是不可能的，只是当我站在飞艇的边缘，我听见了大地的召唤，让我拥入它的怀抱，更何况，我也真的不想在如此地活下去。可遗憾的是，身为不死族的亡灵，我连死的权利都没有。我看了看尸体上的碑，没有名字，我倒宁愿死后可以是一堆骨头，至少会比这真实。
