- you will keep your thoughts organized as if in a book.
- you will only remember what you "write".
- you will adventure and live an interesting life.
The guy in blue, sitting across the desk in front of me, said those three sentences as if they were one. Somehow I understood them without any problem. I also knew that for me these sentences were essentially commandments.
The space we were in consisted of two people, a desk, two chairs, some papers and writing appliances. I knew that i do not belong here. I also knew that this place, this moment was my entire existence. That, when this moment ends, my everything will change.
I see that you have started. Good. You need to get used to this. In a moment you will become my second Chosen in that world. I have certain expectations for you. You will act as a "Harbinger" to beings who can read your writings.
In that moment I felt as if my heart was going to burst. I know not what the guy meant exactly, but the thought of fulfilling my purpose was enough. To hear that someone had expectations for me was enough.
A mixture of happiness and dread.
But enough for now. Go and make something interesting.
And so the moment ended.