Of once was

Born long past the glory of the elven nation, I can only rely on the stories that were told by my elders who longingly gazed at the Loft and the shores of the Source.
 
I remember sitting in rapture as they spoke of the days where they defended our lands with such zeal and enjoyed the company of each other, full of laughter, dance, and celebration. The name of the palace where they enjoyed the greatest of life's comforts was known as the Grand Cosmos, a representative of the most splendid elven craftsmanship in history. This glorious hall was both named for the envy it caused the heavens as well as the vibrant violet flowers that graced its gardens. I wish I could visit, but the palace fell, abandoned in the wake of the Light's oncoming waves. Due to this, rumors say the ruins currently find themselves occupied by all manner of Sin Eater or wild beasts, former glory lost in the departure of the elves after the king lost authority in the civil war. Perhaps after I slay Tudur, I can one day take Lowri to see this storied magnificence, to see the work of our ancestors and the memory of those that we fight. Such a place sounds lovely to explore. But this longing might distract me and cause me to slip. As much as I wish to see these places of eld, I must remain focused on my intent to strike the heart of Nightshade. I think, at least, I want to that consider such a place of radiant beauty that represents what the elves can truly accomplish together will push the goal to rout the evil that binds us.