Book 1 - The Traveler

The Audience Chamber

I left the marketplace.
The city was full of winding streets.
I went through them, perfectly knowing my destination.

I couldn't remember where I was going and why, but something inside me was aware of what I had to do.
I walked for awhile to end up facing a castle's ruins.
Some of it was pretty much intact but the rest was falling apart.

I went inside, walked down the corridors.
Once again, it was like I knew everything, while not finding the right memories to understand.

I took a few more steps and saw it.
The audience chamber.
I felt a shiver run down my spine.

There were collums on both sides of the room.
The windows had disappeared, there were only holes in the walls.
The decoration had lost its sparkle.

The audience chamber was all in length.
It took me what felt like an eternity to arrive on the other side.
I stared at the thrones.

I climbed a few steps and sat on one of them.
Bit by bit, I started remembering what the place looked like in the olden days.
I could see people walk around, share their stories, clap their hands, celebrate great news.

I was filled with joy.
As I looked over to my right, I saw the king.
He smiled at me, I smiled back.