[The journal is leatherbound, gold leaf on the spine. It had their initials stamped into the front, as well as the title ‘Book of Visions’ on it. The book was a gift, full of the lined paper and a small note tucked into the front]
I guess I can see things, the future… the past… I don’t understand it all really but I’m gonna try and write down as much as I can, hopefully I can work some things out that way. Even if not, it works as a way to recount some things, see what makes a dream different from a vision…
‘A Grove of Trees’
This felt different than a dream. Maybe that’s why I’m so compelled to write about it here. I felt like I was there in the forest, that I existed in the place. I couldn’t move or anything, but I can’t explain it. It just feels the same way my magic does, unexplainable but different. Maybe I’ll find the words for it at some stage.
‘A Town left in Shatters’
Tnt. So much of it. Everywhere. This one must have been a nightmare but it feels… different. Like the ones I’ve had before. There was no face, just a shock of white hair. But it couldn’t be… it could never be. There’s no point in thinking that. This is here just in case. It won’t happen. [There's a different coloured pen, ‘it happened, it fucking happened’ is scribbled in the margins, page streaked with tears]
‘A Void-filled with Stars’
This one was weird, a dragon in what I can only assume is the void. There were areas of green and pink, but mostly it was dark, though it was starfilled.
‘Artemis’
It’s happened too many times for it to be just a nightmare. I know she had a bloody past. I hope that that’s all it is. I hope it’s not true. I hope it’s just a nightmare. I hope that if anything it is in the past. This can not be a vision. This is just a nightmare. I will make sure of it
'The Void of Peace'
A version of Peace seen in the nether, not Halcyon, but another. A protector. They said things, answered questions. I could see their eye, showing different symbols and picking up on different things.
They mentioned a shrine filled with sacrifices of... the opposite of peace. Never mortal. Still concerning. They mentioned people going to war for peace.
They mentioned the balance of the world being disrupted, of fate being inevitable.
They called me ‘the Curious One’, which I understand, it’s what drew me to Peace to start, but they also called me ‘The Prophet.’ It feels like it had to do with these visions, but Peace, let alone The Protector, doesn’t know I’ve ever had them.
A non-passive
‘Simply A Dream Perhaps?’