So..regaining at least the barest sense of my dignity, damn men and their ability to make me blush, I am once again left ..wondering.

What hides in a shadow? In it can be anything or nothing, no? Hiding in a shadow could be everything you ever desired to see, nothing you ever thought existed, more than you could ever have imagined...or it could just hide a bare wall. Who would dare to look into a shadow, search all it's depths? Seek what lurks there? Every step you take into its darkness, as it bathes your skin, only serves to make you more curious, more aware of it.

Without a source of light, we cannot cast a shadow. So, it begs the interest...where is the light? Light and dark...their dance like that of the sun and the moon. Always searching, always longing for each other, so close and yet so far away?

It is said, that once or twice an eon, the sun and the moon shall come together and descend from the heavens to dance upon the earth, their child, and all of life shall rejoice

I bloody hope so.

Anyway, I miss the cleric...it would seem sleep has finally taken him from me. Alas, life is what it is..hopes, dreams and wishes will not bend the course of time and fate.