How do you tell your friends - no, your family - that they've never really known you?
Or that you've never really known yourself?
What do you do when your entire life suddenly becomes a lie?
I am - was - Xander Harris. Its been a few months since that day when I stood between my Wills and the end of the world. Somehow I survived her onslaught of magic, all of that darkness, only leaving a small set of scars across my chest just above my heart. I thought I was just lucky to have survived it.
Heheh. I wish it were so simple.
During the past few months she's been gone, I've been having the strangest dreams. In some I'm soaring through the sky of my own power and reveling in my own freedom. Others have my fighting hordes of what look like demons. And others still are of dragons - great crimson beasts full of grace and a strange compassion for life.
Its taken me all this time to realize that these aren't dreams. They're memories.
And I remember it all now.
I was reckless years ago and let something happen that shouldn't have...though I can't recall what. My punishment was this life - this human existence where I did not recall what I truly was.
My power and my true body were bound, leaving me trapped in the form of a child with that illusion set automatically to age itself as it should. And they took my memories and bound them away to double the blow. While I still cannot return to my true form, I can reach my power now. I remember now.
I was - am - Xanilstrasz of the red dragonflight. And I will have my wings again!