So yeah.. I've been listening for the winds lately.But something's wrong. Someone binds them as they bind the stars. Occasionally I catch a whisper from the winds but I don't like what I hear. They speak of blood,of death, and of chaos. And the stars.. well I cant hear them now...and their shine has diminished. The earth shakes constantly. There's no rest now. Even the magic is being diminished. The migraines are always present now and my mind feels empty. Even I who have not been taught can feel the disturbance in life and sense the horror that is coming. The nightmares are recurring and change so little. A chasm in the ground that's endless. People cloaked in red, hooded, stand at the edge chanting. One is cloaked in black and masked. It's his chasm. Sometimes I too stand beside cloaked in black. At others I'm falling endlessly into the chasm. I'm scared. Underfoot on the ground there are corpses but they aren't dead. Their eyes stare accusingly as they scream endlessly. They have a cross branded on their skulls, but it's upside down now, turning black, and veins spread from them. I don't want to watch but I can't look away. Soon they are encased in black, but the cross is still there, outlined in red. A tornado rips by and the world erupts in noise. I hear the wind now, but it's a dream. I don't understand what it says. I still can't see it all because the nightmare skips. I'm missing something important. I wake up screaming in pain. It's my hand. A human skull with fangs lingers there and a sword cuts through it diagonally from the back. The handle is the head of a dragon. The skull is black and the eyes gleam black as does the mouth. The blade is double sided and blue. The dragon head purple with emerald eyes. A clue.. I don't know what it means.