Last night she and I actually did meet up for a little while. She apparently had spoken with her friend earlier and seemed a bit emotionally drained. In Brandishor we sat for a little while, having a drink and speaking a bit. It seems that we have a bit more in common than I was aware of. I wish I could say that was something good, but it just comfirms that she has been through hardships that I wish she'd never encountered. Granted I do not know all the details, but she too seems to have spent a lot of her life without guidance.

There is a lot that troubles her, it seems, or at least much that weighs heavily on her mind. I hope that I do not add to this, for there is more upon her than anyone should have to bear. All I can really do is try to be supportive of her...

Yes, supportive of her. It still strikes me as odd that I have these feelings about someone. I have not made any attempt to be close to anyone else in all of these seven years, but she is different. However, even now a pain nags at me. Just as hers did, my mother died during childbirth... a part of me has avoided connections with others simply out of this irrational fear that dwells within me.

It seems like those near me die in an untimely fashion. Granted this is a childish fear, but it is one that I ingrained into myself as a youth whose world had just crumbled down around him. I suppose she too is similar in that aspect, where her past haunts her present. I look forward to be proven wrong, proven that I am indeed just being insecure, but for some time I will simply be unable to completely quench this fear in my gut.

But I digress...

We both were weary, her eyes showed it as clearly as possible. It took some coaxing, but I eventually convinced her to stray from her habit of sleeping wherever she happened to be and got her to retreat to the Inn as long as I would do the same. Before long her eyes fell closed and she slept soundly, only stirring when the merchant Haggie burst in, yelling about his wares even in the small hours of the morning.

It was there that I wrote the piece from earlier, as I stared at her beautiful form as she slept in tranquility. Below I will include a sketch I also absently scratched out onto these pages before falling into sleep myself. I have no artistic talent, but at the time I could not stay my hand.



She and I awoke around the same time and she blessed me before she left to start her training. I was glad to get to see her today, I did not see her later on but no doubt she had things to discuss with her friend. I sincerely hope I'll get to see her at some point tomorrow, however. I must confess that is is something I find myself looking forward to, my thoughts drifting off without my bidding...

That's all for now. The moon is commanding me to sleep and I must obey.