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I do not know how the rest of the world views this 'remorting' process For myself, all I can say is I approach the need with a hunger that has no name - burning need that overwelms till it encompasses my mind. Its only when I stand naked, helpless as few things are in in our world, that terror rises to match the euphoric process that I am about to initiate.

To lose myself. To take all I have learned and wipe it clean its terrifying. In a way I liken the feeling chick must feel in the familier confines of its eggs, so warm and safe but now the urge to escape. To struggle against what has nurtured for so long, why its irrisitable.

I enter the chamber knowing I am to be changed in a way I do not fully understand. Afraid, eager, to say those fateful words and awaken new.

Able to recall what I was but in a body and sometimes shape that does not respond as I have grown used to. Birth is a process that we all strive for - birth and rebirth as ordained by the gods themselves. This is how its ment to be.

Risha, the one of the once supple tail, who has shed her lizard skin to become one of fierce predators to stalk the shadowed forestland in wolven form. I salute all who dare the rebirth as ordained at the day of your innitial birth.