User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2014-2015/@comment-7562999-20141212021859

''Silverheart grunts. ''I'm gonna take a little cat-nap. ''He closes his eyes. ''Meow.

....

''Silverheart finds himself in a dark place. Clouds of fog dot the blackness. ''Silverheart: Where am I?

???: Nowhere and everywhere. You are in a place that doesn't exist but does Silverheart.

Silverheart: Just what I need....a voice that talks in riddles. ''To the voice. ''Why am I here?

???: I brought you here to warn you....to warn you about the blessing you were granted at birth. A blessing that was given to you because we say your future. We saw what sort of difficulty you would face.

Silverheart: Who is we?

???: That is not important. Now heed my warning Silverheart. Remember it well:

Tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock, tick, tock.

Obscure Acolyte your life is a clock.

You were blessed at birth, and given extra life.

Nine times you could take the blade of a knife.

A cat with nine lives, that was your blessing.

Nine lives that you failed at caressing.

Eight of them absent, wasted witlessly

Ignorant to your gift and its brilliancy.

Now you are left with but only one life.

If you are once more struck down, knife or strife.

Part with your friends, your children, and lover.

The clock will strike twelve; you won't recover.

''The voice fades a way and a clock appears in front of Silverheart. The hour hand over the "11"''

Silverheart: ''To himself. ''A cat with nine lives.

''The dreams fades and he wakes. ''