Written by Melcthor Istya
When I was a child I marveled at the great lightning strikes seen often over the Ambar Forest. Great shimmering veins lasting but a blinking moment yet realizing their solidity in cacophonous shouts. When I first saw one close I felt a tingling sensation over the full area of my body and the hair of the heads of my fellow Elves around me stood to sudden attention as though rubbed against dry Hajik stalk canvas. This observation though initially comical and childish has become a strange, recent obsession. I cannot help but believe the two phenomenon are related despite the near laughable scale difference. Whatever causes the mighty flashes and rumblings we account to godly fury may be strange Workings of a power we yet understand. Not hurled by hands of the Overseers but something parseable by our minds and Workable by our humble Souls. What I seek to discover first is whether this is some strange machination of Ashem or an unknown Leshnot manipulation. For all we know it could be a combination of the two, another entirely or most exciting of all: A Field yet undiscovered ripe with potential.