You stumble out of the portal, quite disoriented.  After a moment you regain your balance.  You brush the dust off of your clothing, and try to figure out what just happened. 

You look about, trying to soak in your surroundings.

The wind roars off in the distance.  Lost, you decide to continue your journey into this "Dark Storm" unsure of what you will find.

After a few minutes of travel, you notice something up ahead, it's too hard to distinguish from within the darkness of this place.

You speed up your pace, the place is intriguing to you.  After a moment you arrive, a worn gateway, seemingly centuries old. 

Two stern guards hold their positions before you, blocking the gateway.

"What is this?" you ask the guards, trying to find out as much information as you can about this place.

"The calm," the guards reply in unison, in a tone that chills to the bone.  "It awaits the one.." again, in unison.

Confused, you speak, "The one?!  Who is this one?"

"The adventurer, the wanderer, whichever form he chooses," the guards reply.

Suddenly, the guardslose there unison composure.
The older guard steps forward, and speaks, "He who is the wanderer, shadow of the future, step forward and join with me."

Journey to the Past---
The younger guard steps forward, and speaks, "He who is the adventurer, light of the past, step forward, join with me."

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Journey to the Future
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