Soldier

Tonight my mind is clear, and so I must set this down before I forget again…This book tells the truth of the darkness and its master. There is darkness; aye, and there is light, t-Sòlas– the blessed Iosa! This is the tale of my freedom– the tale of my slavery, imprisonment, escape, and freedom. This is my story, and it is true. This is also the tale of my boy– the boy, the only boy who held my heart.This is the tale of the man Neoini Time. I write it for him, for he cannot, for he is dead. Every word is set down for you, Airson, my Airson. Remember, remember, remember! I remember. I remember the darkness. I remember t-Sòlas. I remember my name.My name is Neoini Time; and Neoini Time is no more.