I so dearly love the people of my lands but at the same time, lately I am not sure that I can stand the pressure of being around people. Sunrifters rays do not shine long enough for me to even begin to say all that I am thinking and feeling, all that I’d say if only I felt that it mattered.

What does this even mean? I do not know myself. Or perhaps maybe I do .. and I just can not bring myself to admit it.

Seeking, I do not know
Rain, wind, sand blind eyes
A future unclear .. unsettled.

The winds have grown slightly cooler these days and I can feel the cold creeping into my bones. However, I do not like to admit that, but these days the cold bothers me more then it used to and makes me feel old. Perhaps it is because I have much love and warmth here in these lands. Love and warmth I did not have much of in my life before, that I feel the cold so much more then I once did. Either way, it irritates me, but I do my best to ignore it.

Fall festivities have ended, but I had much fun with my ‘headless’ costume, writing some festival inspired bit and story-telling and participating at the many different events. I would have been to them all, if I could have been. The pumpkin carving was one of the most fun times I have had in a while and my lantern is beautiful. I will keep it with me always despite it being more ‘seasonal’ looking. The Goddess Miranda and Goddess Devora Jane had given our lanterns their magical, Godly touch and so now they’re now forever preserved into their unique and beautiful images. Everyone did such a nice job. What a delightful gift which I thank them heartily for.

The guild is doing well, and thanks to help from Nael the newest addition will soon be completed. Then there is the area under the topsoil to work with. It is an extraordinary little place under there with much potential I have been pondering for quite some time now just what will be done. There is no rush on my part at all - as these things can not be rushed though and require clear, thought-out planning. So I continue with my thoughts . . .

Lately I’ve been able to spend some more time with Pallas, my love, and though it has been nice it is also very bittersweet . . . for our time together is much too short, and although I accept things the way they are, I dearly miss him when I walk these lands without him. I know he loves me and spends his time here constructively - and I have been very proud of all he has achieved. I always knew he would be someone people could and would rely on. He is a good and intelligent man with a great many skills . . . and useful tricks.

Well, I have more planning and thinking and things to do.
Peace and love.