In the hushed embrace of night, Lady Salina stood at the threshold of time. The air hummed with anticipation as she prepared to journey back to the realm of the black spirit, a place of mystique and ancient wisdom. Her mind brimmed with memories of the guide who had initiated her into the secrets of horse taming and breeding, setting her on the path to mastery.
With a steady breath and a heart alight with purpose, Lady Salina stepped through the veils of time, feeling the fabric of reality bend and twist around her. As the world around her blurred and shifted, she found herself transported to a moonlit glade, the very heart of the realm of the black spirit.
The familiar scent of wildflowers and earth enveloped her as she ventured deeper into the ethereal landscape, guided by the whispers of the wind. Shadows danced at the edge of her vision, and she felt the presence of unseen eyes watching her every move.
Suddenly, a figure emerged from the darkness, a silhouette bathed in moonlight. It was her guide, the keeper of ancient knowledge and guardian of the realm. His form shimmered with an otherworldly aura as he greeted her with a knowing smile.
“Lady Salina,” he spoke, his voice a melodic echo that resonated through the night. “It has been many moons since you last walked these sacred grounds. What brings you back to our realm?”
“I have come seeking guidance,” Lady Salina replied, her voice steady with determination. “I am on the cusp of a great endeavor, and I require the wisdom of the black spirit to see it through.”
The guide nodded, his eyes gleaming with understanding. “Your third eye has awakened, and you stand as a Third Stage Ascendant, poised to harness the power of the familiar beast. But tread carefully, for such power comes with great responsibility.”
With a gesture of his hand, the guide beckoned Lady Salina to follow him deeper into the heart of the realm. Along the way, he imparted to her ancient rites and rituals, teaching her how to commune with the spirits of the land and forge bonds with the creatures that roamed its wilds.
As they walked, Lady Salina felt the weight of her purpose settle upon her shoulders like a mantle of stars. She knew that the path ahead would be fraught with challenges and trials, but she also knew that she possessed the strength and knowledge to overcome them.
At last, they reached a clearing bathed in moonlight, where a majestic black stallion stood waiting. Its eyes gleamed with intelligence, and its mane rippled like the night sky.
“This is the familiar beast,” the guide said, his voice reverent. “A creature of unmatched strength and grace, bound to you by the threads of destiny. With its aid, you will achieve greatness beyond measure.”
With trembling hands, Lady Salina approached the stallion, feeling a surge of energy course through her veins as she reached out to touch its sleek black coat. In that moment, she knew that her journey had only just begun, and that the realm of the black spirit held countless wonders yet to be discovered.
Black Desert Online, 2014
A journey backwards and forwards in time. The spirit leads the way.