I try not to look at everything as light and dark. Well, obviously they exist, but I don't condemn the darker things. Everything seems to have its place here. Though it is possible that I might have been other places, the very core of my being is Elven. I don't know what we used to call where home was, it doesnt seem that anybody else does either. The clearest memory I have right now is of a female elf with red hair and brown eyes. I know it isnt a lot to go on, but if this sounds like you then let me know. I'm looking for those who came here with me. My name back then was Jandariel. 1) Encounter with my Oversoul: 2) Elven lifetimes: relationships, lifestyle and destruction. Dark elves - pale elves, and so on. 3) the fall: 4) speculations about my mission:

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