Part one of term paper
I have heard insidious tales of black rains that fall on ashen fields and metal that screams. Until now I have consoled myself that these were nothing more than the delusions of some poor fevered mind. But today I met a harbinger from this desolate place, and now I fear the truth. The harbinger had been influencing my destiny even before I ...

Part two of term paper
... the village, and so ended the dream. In the early morning when I awoke my mind was instantly assaulted by an annoying sensation. A sensation that serves to remind one that he has forgotten to do one thing or another. Then, just after I had finished breaking fast, the sensation revealed its true purpose. I was told to travel to the chapel at the edge of the village; the same chapel which had haunted my slumber earlier. At this point madness must have surged through my blood for before I underst ...