Into Darkness...

[Intyalle]

((NOTE: The verse used is meant to rhyme in English. I'm not good enough at Elvish to write verse that will rhyme in that language. Also, a couple of words when directly translated will not rhyme, as I have used similar words that do.
The version of Elvish I have used is here.))
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~~Neera~~
Neera looked around the room. It was a small library of sorts, or maybe just a very large study. It was circular, and dusty bookcases lined the walls.
The bookcases were completely packed with books all the way around, and they reached to the ceiling - or at least, so Neera assumed. The ceiling was so high that the speck of light could barely be seen. Stairs followed the bookcases up, and ladders were positioned on stratigically placed landings. The entire room had the smell of old, musty books hanging around.
Neera sat on a table in the middle of the room. Under her, the wooden surface felt smooth and polished.
The table was bare excepting one book, a black beast of a book with the words "E'a Huine" written in gold on the cover. A mysterious breeze blew through the room, making Neera sneeze from the dust.
When her eyes stopped watering, Neera saw the book lay open to the first page. On it, in a flowery script that was hard to decipher, the following words were written:

E'a Huine
Wanwa tuulo' Kalina
Manke naa i' Astald
Iire coiasira tuluva a' dagora?

E'a Huine
Wanwa tuulo' Kalina
Estelien
Lye antaya il

Iire Astald ar' Kalina
Yuuyo naa wanwa
Iire Huine nuquerna lye
Ar' ilya naa raika

E'a Huine
Wanwa tuulo' Kalina
Ya ostaya lye
tuulo' lye Qualme?

Quickly, Neera turned the page. She could not understand the words, but she had the urgent feeling that she needed to know what lay after the page. She turned and turned, but for all the book's size, it was empty. Blank page after blank page were flicked away in growing anxiety. The wind picked up again, blowing the pages faster than Neera could turn but still slow enough for her to see their contents.
Or more, lack thereof.
Every page in the book was blank except for the page with what was obviously meant to be a verse written on it.
Neera turned back to the first page, just in time to see the words fade away.
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When Neera awoke, it was not in the strange library, but back in her hut in the middle of the Wilds. The sounds of birds waking up with the sun filled the air, pouring in through her doorway. Neera got up off the floor and went about getting dressed for the new day.
The dream left her with a lingering sense of anxiety, agony and the running out of time, even though she did not understand its meaning.

Later that day, even sitting by a nearby waterfall did not calm her as it usually did.
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((When joining, please have your characters dream a similar dream, especially about the book with the verse in it but otherwise blank pages. you can start anywhere you like, because we'll be using the dream as a common ground to then base the adventure on.))

((Also, please don't translate it here yet. If you really wish you can go through word by word to decipher its meaning, but no-one in the RP is to know what it means yet. This means any Elves cannot know the language - Drow or Wild Elves only, basically, and no advanced linguists. We can have them later in the RP when the poems meaning has already been deciphered.))

((Thanks! Please do join in! ))