I have been called.
I anticipated a test. I wonder if this is it.
So it begins. The journey. Or maybe just another journey. There have been so many. Is this one really any different? It’s strange what I remember and what I forget. I try so hard to remember. And to forget. Some things are difficult to. Some must have been easy. Half a millenia and I certainly don’t retain half a millenia’s memories. Though there are some things that will stay with me forever.
Forever.