Magecrafter
The time is dark. But I will continue to embark! What will I do when the sky is gloomy? What can I do when I am dreary? What will I do when my time is near? What will I do when I am caught like deer? I am anxious, that is sure. I am frantic to find the cure. What can I do when I am troubled? What can I do when I am trialled? What can I do when I sink in despair? What can I do when I can only say in silent prayer? What can my hands do? Canāt they accomplish great? But why has it fall so low? My fear can only grow. I am chased to do another task. But my heart falls on another rack! I wanted to excel in my interest, But had to abandon or lest I fail. What can I do when I am pushed on the unwanted? What can I do but obey the dull life. I want to chase the thrill I feelā¦ But alas, I have no other choice but to follow anotherās will When can I break free? When can I truly be free? When could I write to my heartās content? When could I finally support myself with talent? But I was given another chance. One where I could finally chase my dream. One where I, could excel in that branch. I could finally fight the flowing stream. (Hm Hm, good enough poem for this)
Sir author, I've a question that I'd love to know you answer, did mc had a wife or children? coz while I know he is inept it wasn't like he wasn't infertile or did not had interest towards women? Because it was said that at his deathbed, his "family" was present, so I don't know which members of family were there?