Midnight Sonata
Thursday, 31 May 2007
A new journal, a new life...no, I'm just kidding. Not a new life. The same old one. But with more experience and more wisdom. Never will I attempt a foolish thing like that again.
How people must be laughing! I only spent a marc away from Valorn and already I returned...without memory...blood pouring down my face...but now I remember, and now I regret. Never do things you know you will regret, dear journal.
Oh, it hurts. You aren't the same as my old journal. My old journal had magic - it was magical. It held my thoughts and everything I felt preciously...like a treasure...
I must get used to you, journal. It's...sad.
And I missed the Summerfaire ceremony today. I hope I don't miss the poetry competition.
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[COLOR=red]There's a stranger in the midst,
I can feel it,
But then I realize,
Hardly it hit,
That the stranger in the midst,
Was me to every bit.[/COLOR]
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Love,
Ermin xxx
How people must be laughing! I only spent a marc away from Valorn and already I returned...without memory...blood pouring down my face...but now I remember, and now I regret. Never do things you know you will regret, dear journal.
Oh, it hurts. You aren't the same as my old journal. My old journal had magic - it was magical. It held my thoughts and everything I felt preciously...like a treasure...
I must get used to you, journal. It's...sad.
And I missed the Summerfaire ceremony today. I hope I don't miss the poetry competition.
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[COLOR=red]There's a stranger in the midst,
I can feel it,
But then I realize,
Hardly it hit,
That the stranger in the midst,
Was me to every bit.[/COLOR]
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Love,
Ermin xxx
» Ermin Appleblossom posted @ 22:54 » - Link - comments
(most of the pages are now unreadable because they are covered in blood)
Dear Friends and Loved Ones,
I am going to find my love. I do not care how long it takes. I do not know when I am coming back. But when I do, I hope I will come back stronger.
I love you all,
Ermin xxx
I am going to find my love. I do not care how long it takes. I do not know when I am coming back. But when I do, I hope I will come back stronger.
I love you all,
Ermin xxx
Love is ridiculous.
Wednesday, 30 May 2007
And also a poem for the Summerfaire Poetry, which I can relate to:
Ensnared
We started off as friends,
With a bond unbreakable,
I grew a certain fondness,
A fondness unspeakable.
As time went on,
I made a new love,
But it wasn't you,
Away my fondness I did shove.
Pain in my heart,
Pain in my soul,
As I realised my mistake,
My choice ran a-foul.
But my love remained,
For him and for you,
Do not take it wrongly,
I love you through and through.
In fact, I still do,
But I cannot show it,
Others will laugh,
Though shockingly it will hit.
So someday, sometime,
Maybe I will confess,
But for now, my dear,
I will not love you less.
Yes, I wrote that myself.
Ensnared
We started off as friends,
With a bond unbreakable,
I grew a certain fondness,
A fondness unspeakable.
As time went on,
I made a new love,
But it wasn't you,
Away my fondness I did shove.
Pain in my heart,
Pain in my soul,
As I realised my mistake,
My choice ran a-foul.
But my love remained,
For him and for you,
Do not take it wrongly,
I love you through and through.
In fact, I still do,
But I cannot show it,
Others will laugh,
Though shockingly it will hit.
So someday, sometime,
Maybe I will confess,
But for now, my dear,
I will not love you less.
Yes, I wrote that myself.
Dear Journal,
Disregarding Chapter 4, I must let my thoughts out into you.
I met Sephoroth today, but he did not tell me what he wanted to. He kept on averting attention from it. I'm almost certain it's about Trip...but I can never be completely sure.
I also went on a nice "river-ride" with Groloth and Azure. It turned out it was a current beneath the bandits' hideout, which I had ridden earlier on. After that was a series of cannon rides, also done earlier on. I didn't die in a single one of them, except for the earlier one. Am I making sense?
My last cannon ride landed me in New Ryndall. I visited the bunny hutch, then used a portal to go to the actual, real Ryndall. There, I visited the Enchanters' Academy and went to Rynn's shop, buying my dear friend Skylsganin a friendship ring.
After that, I went to this odd stone pillar and made my way back to Milltown, then going back to Cerbies' and meeting up with Groloth and Az again.
Very eventful and fun!
Ermin xxx
Disregarding Chapter 4, I must let my thoughts out into you.
I met Sephoroth today, but he did not tell me what he wanted to. He kept on averting attention from it. I'm almost certain it's about Trip...but I can never be completely sure.
I also went on a nice "river-ride" with Groloth and Azure. It turned out it was a current beneath the bandits' hideout, which I had ridden earlier on. After that was a series of cannon rides, also done earlier on. I didn't die in a single one of them, except for the earlier one. Am I making sense?
My last cannon ride landed me in New Ryndall. I visited the bunny hutch, then used a portal to go to the actual, real Ryndall. There, I visited the Enchanters' Academy and went to Rynn's shop, buying my dear friend Skylsganin a friendship ring.
After that, I went to this odd stone pillar and made my way back to Milltown, then going back to Cerbies' and meeting up with Groloth and Az again.
Very eventful and fun!
Ermin xxx
Chapter 3
She seemed to be in a land of no time. The pain throbbed against her body, but she was too used to it to be agonised. Her eyes focused and unfocused painfully, and she continued to crawl her way towards the distant hills. Towards the distant village. Toward her distant home.
Some strength coarsed through her numb veins, and she stumbled onto her feet, walking towards the village, not feeling the rain, not feeling the time. She just walked on...and on...and on...
When the people of the village saw a ragged girl with blood streaking down her back, eyes glazed over and arms hanging limply by her side, they were thoroughly alarmed. They wondered if she was an omen of death as she trudged towards her home, and they followed her, wondering...
And when Ermin opened the door, it did seem like she was the omen of death. For both her parents were dead. They had died the same night Ermin had so desperately left them.
(the writing here is shaky)
Ermin was so numb to the pain and cold, that the new pain that burned into her heart did not make a difference to her current state. She just stood there, unable to talk, unable to cry, unable to express any emotion whatsoever.
The villagers stared at her. Finally, one body-wracking sob escaped from Ermin, and she collapsed. The villagers swarmed around her, murmuring in low voices and praying to the Sunrifter above them.
She seemed to be in a land of no time. The pain throbbed against her body, but she was too used to it to be agonised. Her eyes focused and unfocused painfully, and she continued to crawl her way towards the distant hills. Towards the distant village. Toward her distant home.
Some strength coarsed through her numb veins, and she stumbled onto her feet, walking towards the village, not feeling the rain, not feeling the time. She just walked on...and on...and on...
When the people of the village saw a ragged girl with blood streaking down her back, eyes glazed over and arms hanging limply by her side, they were thoroughly alarmed. They wondered if she was an omen of death as she trudged towards her home, and they followed her, wondering...
And when Ermin opened the door, it did seem like she was the omen of death. For both her parents were dead. They had died the same night Ermin had so desperately left them.
(the writing here is shaky)
Ermin was so numb to the pain and cold, that the new pain that burned into her heart did not make a difference to her current state. She just stood there, unable to talk, unable to cry, unable to express any emotion whatsoever.
The villagers stared at her. Finally, one body-wracking sob escaped from Ermin, and she collapsed. The villagers swarmed around her, murmuring in low voices and praying to the Sunrifter above them.
Chapter 2
Ermin walked far and wide. Truthfully it was a few hours, to her it were days. The sky darkened as grey clouds scudded across it. She felt the raindrops splatter across her face, but she walked on grimly.
Her heart was gnawing at itself now, guilt eating her up bit by bit. She was losing her breath from the gushing rain and the guilt inside of her. Was the water streaking down her face tears or rain? or was it both?
The cold bit deep into her skin. Ermin sat down and dipped a hand into her soaking rags, pulling out a mud-streaked loaf of bread. She bit into it, the soggy ration sticking in her throat so she gagged.
She felt the bread slip out of her hands, her eyelids flicker. The cold turned into numbness, weakness flooded from fingertip to toetip.
She coughed and scrambled up. She had to get back to her parents. They loved her. She must love them.
She ran for her life it seemed, scraping her feet. If she fell asleep, Ermin felt she would fade away into nothingness. The rain poured into her mouth, her throat flooded with muddy water.
She couldn't take the pain any longer. Falling, she tumbled down a hill, streaking it with blood.
Ermin walked far and wide. Truthfully it was a few hours, to her it were days. The sky darkened as grey clouds scudded across it. She felt the raindrops splatter across her face, but she walked on grimly.
Her heart was gnawing at itself now, guilt eating her up bit by bit. She was losing her breath from the gushing rain and the guilt inside of her. Was the water streaking down her face tears or rain? or was it both?
The cold bit deep into her skin. Ermin sat down and dipped a hand into her soaking rags, pulling out a mud-streaked loaf of bread. She bit into it, the soggy ration sticking in her throat so she gagged.
She felt the bread slip out of her hands, her eyelids flicker. The cold turned into numbness, weakness flooded from fingertip to toetip.
She coughed and scrambled up. She had to get back to her parents. They loved her. She must love them.
She ran for her life it seemed, scraping her feet. If she fell asleep, Ermin felt she would fade away into nothingness. The rain poured into her mouth, her throat flooded with muddy water.
She couldn't take the pain any longer. Falling, she tumbled down a hill, streaking it with blood.
Monday, 28 May 2007
Chapter 1
A small scrawny girl of 14 summers gazed out of the window, her dark, hazel eyes hooded by a despairing shadow, her mouth open slightly as she mouthed the words over and over again to herself.
"Freedom...Freedom..."
She heard her mother groan from the corner of the room, and her despairing heart sunk deeper in the waters of depression. Silently, she dipped the pitiful rag in the luke-warm rainwater and shuffled over to her mother, placing the cloth on the woman's head. Her father remained silent. So silent, it scared Ermin.
Ermin shuffled over to the window again, her thick, dark hair cascading down her thin shoulders and curtaining her small, peaked face. She traced an aimless pattern on the dirt-streaked window and examined her blackened finger. Scuffing her toes on the hard, wooden floor she raised a cracked voice to Sunrifter.
"Why, Ben? Why, Cory? God, why?"
She bit her lip to keep the bitter bile from climbing its way up her throat. But there was nothing in it anyway. She hadn't eaten for a week. A bit of acid bile dribbled down her bottom lip, and she hastened to wipe it away with the back of her hand.
Suddenly, Ermin leapt to a barrel full of food preserved for odd times. She grasped half of the food inside, leaving the other half to her parents, and stuffed the food in the folds of her ragged clothing. Without a backwards glance, she rushed out into the fresh air, a smile widening on her face.
But guilt planted its roots into her starving soul, growing leaf by leaf as the seconds went by...
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(a lazy line is scratched across here)
That's chapter one from my dreams and memories, journal.
Ermin xxx
A small scrawny girl of 14 summers gazed out of the window, her dark, hazel eyes hooded by a despairing shadow, her mouth open slightly as she mouthed the words over and over again to herself.
"Freedom...Freedom..."
She heard her mother groan from the corner of the room, and her despairing heart sunk deeper in the waters of depression. Silently, she dipped the pitiful rag in the luke-warm rainwater and shuffled over to her mother, placing the cloth on the woman's head. Her father remained silent. So silent, it scared Ermin.
Ermin shuffled over to the window again, her thick, dark hair cascading down her thin shoulders and curtaining her small, peaked face. She traced an aimless pattern on the dirt-streaked window and examined her blackened finger. Scuffing her toes on the hard, wooden floor she raised a cracked voice to Sunrifter.
"Why, Ben? Why, Cory? God, why?"
She bit her lip to keep the bitter bile from climbing its way up her throat. But there was nothing in it anyway. She hadn't eaten for a week. A bit of acid bile dribbled down her bottom lip, and she hastened to wipe it away with the back of her hand.
Suddenly, Ermin leapt to a barrel full of food preserved for odd times. She grasped half of the food inside, leaving the other half to her parents, and stuffed the food in the folds of her ragged clothing. Without a backwards glance, she rushed out into the fresh air, a smile widening on her face.
But guilt planted its roots into her starving soul, growing leaf by leaf as the seconds went by...
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(a lazy line is scratched across here)
That's chapter one from my dreams and memories, journal.
Ermin xxx
Thursday, 24 May 2007
Dear Journal,
Sneaking a peak at another's journal, I find that the Fall Festival is evidently soon. I be guessing that means I have turned 19 summers old! Heh...
1 summer in Valorn...I cherish that 1 summer - the first summer I have spent as an adventurer. I cherish all my friends and my sisters - Alyssa, Agua, Asrai, Eesha, Skyls, Seph, Skye, Sojo...Trip...
(Ermin strokes the page quietly, nibbling on the end of her gull plume as she thinks of what to write)
I had such a fun time with Sojo many marcs ago...she enjoyed dashing around the beach fighting pirates...and I enjoyed chasing after her, laughing my head off. The pirates don't really harm me - but I fought they would be good for Sojo's training. That was before I remembered the zombies, but that was after I had said goodbye to her.
Love,
Ermin xxx
Sneaking a peak at another's journal, I find that the Fall Festival is evidently soon. I be guessing that means I have turned 19 summers old! Heh...
1 summer in Valorn...I cherish that 1 summer - the first summer I have spent as an adventurer. I cherish all my friends and my sisters - Alyssa, Agua, Asrai, Eesha, Skyls, Seph, Skye, Sojo...Trip...
(Ermin strokes the page quietly, nibbling on the end of her gull plume as she thinks of what to write)
I had such a fun time with Sojo many marcs ago...she enjoyed dashing around the beach fighting pirates...and I enjoyed chasing after her, laughing my head off. The pirates don't really harm me - but I fought they would be good for Sojo's training. That was before I remembered the zombies, but that was after I had said goodbye to her.
Love,
Ermin xxx
Darkness, evil, cursed land pulsing everywhere. It was a nightmare...everything was just a pure nightmare!
(Ermin clutches her hair tightly, trying to keep her sobs of fear stifled as she writes in her journal)
Why didn't I go back to Dundee with Skyls while I had the chance? Oh, the land! The cursed land! And Milltown - it was crushed, destroyed, abandoned - skeletons leering out at me. Whatever happened? How can anyone live there?
Oh the wolves and the bears...they chased me while I screamed, my legs burning with pain and running, my heart pounding against my chest, choking me...
I was so scared - so scared!
(A tear stains here, finally released from Ermin's eye, and she can't stop crying)
(very shaking writing is here, unreadable at some parts)
I th n c n a n now. I m o ss
E m x
(There is a very dark drawing here of her encounter with a Cursed Wolf)
He told me to stay on the path...if only I had stayed on that path...but I had...I had...
(Ermin clutches her hair tightly, trying to keep her sobs of fear stifled as she writes in her journal)
Why didn't I go back to Dundee with Skyls while I had the chance? Oh, the land! The cursed land! And Milltown - it was crushed, destroyed, abandoned - skeletons leering out at me. Whatever happened? How can anyone live there?
Oh the wolves and the bears...they chased me while I screamed, my legs burning with pain and running, my heart pounding against my chest, choking me...
I was so scared - so scared!
(A tear stains here, finally released from Ermin's eye, and she can't stop crying)
(very shaking writing is here, unreadable at some parts)
I th n c n a n now. I m o ss
E m x
(There is a very dark drawing here of her encounter with a Cursed Wolf)
He told me to stay on the path...if only I had stayed on that path...but I had...I had...
Wednesday, 23 May 2007
Dear Journal,
I must learn to eat properly and sleep properly. I fell asleep while I was talking to Skyls...though I wonder if it was sleep that overcame me?...and he took me into the inn and left me there.
I awoke and wrote to Skyls an apology, and we headed towards N'rolav. At the gates of the Dark Forest, we met Lady Fleur and Jade Silvermoon, both very fine people. They are very kind.
Unfortunately, I decided to go back home before Skyls and I could move on to N'rolav. We must schedule this trip for another time!
Love,
Ermin xxx
I must learn to eat properly and sleep properly. I fell asleep while I was talking to Skyls...though I wonder if it was sleep that overcame me?...and he took me into the inn and left me there.
I awoke and wrote to Skyls an apology, and we headed towards N'rolav. At the gates of the Dark Forest, we met Lady Fleur and Jade Silvermoon, both very fine people. They are very kind.
Unfortunately, I decided to go back home before Skyls and I could move on to N'rolav. We must schedule this trip for another time!
Love,
Ermin xxx
Dear Journal,
Dying and reforming three times in one day is pretty tiring work y'know. Pretty painful, too - all these scratches and bruises...
But, all the agonising training has come in use. That is the most I have trained in one day - and I have new gauntlets! Sea scale - I've got a helmet and a pair of boots made from the same thing in my pack, but I'm not using them of yet.
You know...I find myself smiling and laughing more often now. And I find myself more eager to train. I think I am finally melding into Valornian life. My past is just a dark shadow on a light full of bright future. Is it bright? It may not be, but I try my best to be optimistic y'know.
I feel like I'm a girl of 18 summers old again. I don't worry as much anymore...I find myself enjoying the dreams that await me even more...and I find myself calling my guildhall my home.
Because Valorn is my home - it is a home full of friends and love and surprises. And evil. Terrible evil.
I just hope Seph's words will not cast another shadow on my life.
Ermin xxx
Dying and reforming three times in one day is pretty tiring work y'know. Pretty painful, too - all these scratches and bruises...
But, all the agonising training has come in use. That is the most I have trained in one day - and I have new gauntlets! Sea scale - I've got a helmet and a pair of boots made from the same thing in my pack, but I'm not using them of yet.
You know...I find myself smiling and laughing more often now. And I find myself more eager to train. I think I am finally melding into Valornian life. My past is just a dark shadow on a light full of bright future. Is it bright? It may not be, but I try my best to be optimistic y'know.
I feel like I'm a girl of 18 summers old again. I don't worry as much anymore...I find myself enjoying the dreams that await me even more...and I find myself calling my guildhall my home.
Because Valorn is my home - it is a home full of friends and love and surprises. And evil. Terrible evil.
I just hope Seph's words will not cast another shadow on my life.
Ermin xxx
Tuesday, 22 May 2007
Dear Journal,
After sneaking a peak at Skye's journal, I realized that I forgot to tell you that I beaded her hair! It looks lovely on her - more lovely than on me, in my opinion.
No sign of Seph yet - and I haven't trained since I advanced in skill and tested out my Shield of Light either. I'm relaxing in the Grill with Boran, Cel, Jay and Az.
I sympathise with Boran - he's been through a lot. And Cel, too...it's sad. But now I know that you have to move on and forgive yourself for things you couldn't help but do. You shouldn't drown in your own ridicule.
Well...that was Miss Frailblossom.
Ermin xxx
After sneaking a peak at Skye's journal, I realized that I forgot to tell you that I beaded her hair! It looks lovely on her - more lovely than on me, in my opinion.
No sign of Seph yet - and I haven't trained since I advanced in skill and tested out my Shield of Light either. I'm relaxing in the Grill with Boran, Cel, Jay and Az.
I sympathise with Boran - he's been through a lot. And Cel, too...it's sad. But now I know that you have to move on and forgive yourself for things you couldn't help but do. You shouldn't drown in your own ridicule.
Well...that was Miss Frailblossom.
Ermin xxx
Dear Journal,
Seph seemed very...very...well, what he wanted to tell me didn't seem like good news. He said that he thought I should know about it first...I wonder what it's about...will it explain Trip's absence? Did something bad happen to him?
On the brighter side, I advanced in skill today. Beautiful, hm? I couldn't believe it myself. I tested out the Shield of Light that has been waiting in the shadows of my pack for so long - to be honest, it didn't really make a difference about the pain and the protection...but it's very pretty, and that's what makes me happy!
Also, a very nice woman named Valkaryrie congratulated me, and we struck up a conversation. She's a very kind person. I've already taken a liking to her! We're still writing each other notes, so I'm resisting the urge to get back to my home and take a rest.
Yes, my home - my guildhall, shared with my darling sisters.
So, write to you soon! Oh...more like in you...
Ermin xxx
Seph seemed very...very...well, what he wanted to tell me didn't seem like good news. He said that he thought I should know about it first...I wonder what it's about...will it explain Trip's absence? Did something bad happen to him?
On the brighter side, I advanced in skill today. Beautiful, hm? I couldn't believe it myself. I tested out the Shield of Light that has been waiting in the shadows of my pack for so long - to be honest, it didn't really make a difference about the pain and the protection...but it's very pretty, and that's what makes me happy!
Also, a very nice woman named Valkaryrie congratulated me, and we struck up a conversation. She's a very kind person. I've already taken a liking to her! We're still writing each other notes, so I'm resisting the urge to get back to my home and take a rest.
Yes, my home - my guildhall, shared with my darling sisters.
So, write to you soon! Oh...more like in you...
Ermin xxx
Monday, 21 May 2007
What news...in case someone peaks, maybe I shouldn't say.
Skye's back here in Cerbies' with me - I haven't seen her in ages. It's nice to have Skye back here - she was one of my first friends.
I have nothing to write - isn't it just sad when you have nothing to write?
Ummm - Ryann's back? And...
ummmm....
Seph said he wanted to talk to me....yes, that's slightly scary. He made it sound like I had done something wrong. Maybe that's just my really twitchy imagination.
GROWL. Nothing to write!
Skye's back here in Cerbies' with me - I haven't seen her in ages. It's nice to have Skye back here - she was one of my first friends.
I have nothing to write - isn't it just sad when you have nothing to write?
Ummm - Ryann's back? And...
ummmm....
Seph said he wanted to talk to me....yes, that's slightly scary. He made it sound like I had done something wrong. Maybe that's just my really twitchy imagination.
GROWL. Nothing to write!
Sunday, 20 May 2007
Wait - wait a minute.
Those last two lines, they reminded me of something.
When he told me he cared for me, I told him I cared for him too - I cared for him too much. He asked if anyone could care too much. I said...I lose those I care for everytime I start to care for them. I wallow in self-pity, I drown, I fall ill with depression...
That's all because I want to. He's shown to me that life is never truly horrible. You only make it that way by making it hard for yourself. He has had a past like me - he had no family and no friends before he came to Valorn. I had friends. At least I had friends. Some people are just more unlucky than me, and more unfortunate. Yet, I act like I'm in a worse state - that my sorrow is actually more endangering and serious than others'!
So all this time - all these traces of tears in my journal, all my dreams, all my depression - is all caused by me. Not my dead parents haunting me - that's me too. That's a guilty conscience and self-pity that I am too comfortable residing in that I don't try to move on.
Well I'm tired of being like this. I'm tired. I'm just plain tired. This is where I leave my depressed self behind. This is where I'm just me, and I don't care. If my mother comes back with a knife, I will stand straight and look her in the eye and say, "You're not real."
Because my parents weren't like that. No. They loved me and treasured me too much to be like that. My mother wouldn't stab me in the heart with a knife, no matter how many times I ran away from home. See? Again - at least I have loving, caring parents. Or used to.
No. I still do. They live on in my heart. They always will. So will Tara. So will the rest. And so will Valorn.
I'm sorry Ma, Pa. I'm sorry Tara. I'm sorry me. I won't ever inflict so much damage upon myself or upon my friends again.
I have learnt. I have seen.
Today, I will be.
Those last two lines, they reminded me of something.
When he told me he cared for me, I told him I cared for him too - I cared for him too much. He asked if anyone could care too much. I said...I lose those I care for everytime I start to care for them. I wallow in self-pity, I drown, I fall ill with depression...
That's all because I want to. He's shown to me that life is never truly horrible. You only make it that way by making it hard for yourself. He has had a past like me - he had no family and no friends before he came to Valorn. I had friends. At least I had friends. Some people are just more unlucky than me, and more unfortunate. Yet, I act like I'm in a worse state - that my sorrow is actually more endangering and serious than others'!
So all this time - all these traces of tears in my journal, all my dreams, all my depression - is all caused by me. Not my dead parents haunting me - that's me too. That's a guilty conscience and self-pity that I am too comfortable residing in that I don't try to move on.
Well I'm tired of being like this. I'm tired. I'm just plain tired. This is where I leave my depressed self behind. This is where I'm just me, and I don't care. If my mother comes back with a knife, I will stand straight and look her in the eye and say, "You're not real."
Because my parents weren't like that. No. They loved me and treasured me too much to be like that. My mother wouldn't stab me in the heart with a knife, no matter how many times I ran away from home. See? Again - at least I have loving, caring parents. Or used to.
No. I still do. They live on in my heart. They always will. So will Tara. So will the rest. And so will Valorn.
I'm sorry Ma, Pa. I'm sorry Tara. I'm sorry me. I won't ever inflict so much damage upon myself or upon my friends again.
I have learnt. I have seen.
Today, I will be.
Dear Journal,
He hasn't come back yet. Trip. I'm annoyed. Not sad - annoyed. How can he just leave me here and not come back? Couldn't he have at least warned me? I
(the sentence is cut off here)
He's just so nice...how he fell for me...how he told me...but putting him side by side with Trip just makes me want to kick life and tell it to choose my destiny properly. I awoke in Milltown Inn a long while ago with a cloak around me and lemonade far from hand...was that his doing?
(there is a lazy scrawl here)
Sometimes you must deal with life,
And give up your usual strife.
Ermin xxx
He hasn't come back yet. Trip. I'm annoyed. Not sad - annoyed. How can he just leave me here and not come back? Couldn't he have at least warned me? I
(the sentence is cut off here)
He's just so nice...how he fell for me...how he told me...but putting him side by side with Trip just makes me want to kick life and tell it to choose my destiny properly. I awoke in Milltown Inn a long while ago with a cloak around me and lemonade far from hand...was that his doing?
(there is a lazy scrawl here)
Sometimes you must deal with life,
And give up your usual strife.
Ermin xxx
Friday, 18 May 2007
Dear Journal,
Jullian Wolfe and Harmony Dischordia got bonded today...I barely know them, but I'm happy for them all the same...
And Merry sent me a few notes talking about Trip. She hasn't seen him around either...she asked if I was okay, and I told her I was...
...but I am worried.
This is just...odd.
Ermin xxx
Jullian Wolfe and Harmony Dischordia got bonded today...I barely know them, but I'm happy for them all the same...
And Merry sent me a few notes talking about Trip. She hasn't seen him around either...she asked if I was okay, and I told her I was...
...but I am worried.
This is just...odd.
Ermin xxx
Thursday, 17 May 2007
Dear Journal,
I still wonder why a man like him - a man who probably knows so many more better people - has fallen for me. It just doesn't seem right - I have my many odd faults, and I may be pretty, but not beautiful in the least...and in my true opinion, I am a mere brown-headed bimbo...lacking the great beauty...
But his words are burnt and imprinted deeply into my heart, because they mean so much to me. I think they are the best things I have ever heard in...my life.
But...
(Ermin looks to her promise ring and sighs lightly)
And I trained recently - I'm sitting in an empty Cerbies' right now. Wil has attracted all Jeffrey's customers away from the inn...the inn only holds the usual visitors, you know? Thorin, Zakath...and a few new adventurers here and there.
Talking of new adventurers, I met a very nice man whose name is Nyman Adept. He is willing to learn and has a certain liking for fine jewels. Haha. I found him in the Tavern of Glass with Marron and...him.
And that was the same day he spoke those words to me...
(Ermin gazes dreamily at the journal, sighs, then signs the page with her usual flourish)
Ermin xxx
I still wonder why a man like him - a man who probably knows so many more better people - has fallen for me. It just doesn't seem right - I have my many odd faults, and I may be pretty, but not beautiful in the least...and in my true opinion, I am a mere brown-headed bimbo...lacking the great beauty...
But his words are burnt and imprinted deeply into my heart, because they mean so much to me. I think they are the best things I have ever heard in...my life.
But...
(Ermin looks to her promise ring and sighs lightly)
And I trained recently - I'm sitting in an empty Cerbies' right now. Wil has attracted all Jeffrey's customers away from the inn...the inn only holds the usual visitors, you know? Thorin, Zakath...and a few new adventurers here and there.
Talking of new adventurers, I met a very nice man whose name is Nyman Adept. He is willing to learn and has a certain liking for fine jewels. Haha. I found him in the Tavern of Glass with Marron and...him.
And that was the same day he spoke those words to me...
(Ermin gazes dreamily at the journal, sighs, then signs the page with her usual flourish)
Ermin xxx
Wednesday, 16 May 2007
Dear Journal,
Yesterday my heart soared to the point of flying. The man who I had hidden my love for all this time confessed to me that he loved me too. He told me that whenever he held me he felt that he could never let go. Alas...
(Ermin thinks of the promise ring lying on her finger and gives a soft sigh)
Alas I am promised to another - I am promised to Trip.
He told me that no matter what would happen he would still love me. I told him so too. He just wanted me to be happy...
Love is so complicated.
Ermin xxx
Yesterday my heart soared to the point of flying. The man who I had hidden my love for all this time confessed to me that he loved me too. He told me that whenever he held me he felt that he could never let go. Alas...
(Ermin thinks of the promise ring lying on her finger and gives a soft sigh)
Alas I am promised to another - I am promised to Trip.
He told me that no matter what would happen he would still love me. I told him so too. He just wanted me to be happy...
Love is so complicated.
Ermin xxx
I am so clumsy.
I'm so embarrassed with myself. I don't get what's wrong with me today. And I keep on blushing. Ugh.
Oh I don't know what to write.
(a mad scribble here shows how bottled-up Ermin feels)
I'm so embarrassed with myself. I don't get what's wrong with me today. And I keep on blushing. Ugh.
Oh I don't know what to write.
(a mad scribble here shows how bottled-up Ermin feels)
Monday, 14 May 2007
I sit here waiting for a ferry...or a portal...which ever comes first.
I awoke in the inn and my mind suddenly brightened when I realized I was in Branishor. Then it let out a soft sigh when I remembered my little talk with Skyls. He wanted to help me, but I rudely turned my back on him and told him I needed to rest. I do really care for him...love him in a way I love no other...but I cannot even explain to him the pain I feel inside.
But Branishor seems to have eased my mind a bit. I hope it stays like this.
Ermin xxx
I awoke in the inn and my mind suddenly brightened when I realized I was in Branishor. Then it let out a soft sigh when I remembered my little talk with Skyls. He wanted to help me, but I rudely turned my back on him and told him I needed to rest. I do really care for him...love him in a way I love no other...but I cannot even explain to him the pain I feel inside.
But Branishor seems to have eased my mind a bit. I hope it stays like this.
Ermin xxx
Branishor! Oh my! New clothing...new stuff...I'm breathless with excitement! I'm in the tower right now, and I just had to sit and write. Do you want to see what I see?
To the east, I see a beautiful mountain range, hazy behind the mists. In front of it is a large forest...so green...so peaceful...There seems to be a fortress atop the mountain, too!
To the south - oh the sea! Where Dundee and Milltown lies. (there is an excited squiggle here)
To the southeast - plains, hills, more forests...
I love Branishor!
To the east, I see a beautiful mountain range, hazy behind the mists. In front of it is a large forest...so green...so peaceful...There seems to be a fortress atop the mountain, too!
To the south - oh the sea! Where Dundee and Milltown lies. (there is an excited squiggle here)
To the southeast - plains, hills, more forests...
I love Branishor!
I sit before the ferry - I wait for a ship to arrive. I itch to go to Branishor - somewhere else. Somewhere to take my mind off things and somewhere to stop me from being a boring shell.
(Ermin glances up around her)
Time passes so slowly...
Ryann left Valorn...he says he will return...all this leaving Valorn puts me to mind that maybe I'll be more at peace if I visited, just once, my home.
(Ermin closes her fist over the corner of the page, crushing it)
But I do not remember where my home is. Ha! I don't even remember where it is.
(the entry finishes here at an odd spot as if Ermin tired of writing and just took to sitting and staring out to the sea)
(Ermin glances up around her)
Time passes so slowly...
Ryann left Valorn...he says he will return...all this leaving Valorn puts me to mind that maybe I'll be more at peace if I visited, just once, my home.
(Ermin closes her fist over the corner of the page, crushing it)
But I do not remember where my home is. Ha! I don't even remember where it is.
(the entry finishes here at an odd spot as if Ermin tired of writing and just took to sitting and staring out to the sea)
Sunday, 13 May 2007
Dear Journal,
God, I am so...I am so...ugh...
(Ermin grasps a fistful of hair and bites her lip rather angrily)
Why do I have to be so destructive to myself? Seph was only trying to help me, and all I could do was lash out at him...but do I really need help? Do I?
(Ermin releases her hair and stares down hopelessly at her journal)
I guess I do...I barely speak to anyone but my closest friends anymore. I find myself just sitting in the House of Staffs and staring into space more and more. I feel myself turning into a little shell, turned away from the rest of the world...
But how did I become like this?
(After much thought and lip-biting, Ermin sighs and finishes her entry)
Ermin xxx
God, I am so...I am so...ugh...
(Ermin grasps a fistful of hair and bites her lip rather angrily)
Why do I have to be so destructive to myself? Seph was only trying to help me, and all I could do was lash out at him...but do I really need help? Do I?
(Ermin releases her hair and stares down hopelessly at her journal)
I guess I do...I barely speak to anyone but my closest friends anymore. I find myself just sitting in the House of Staffs and staring into space more and more. I feel myself turning into a little shell, turned away from the rest of the world...
But how did I become like this?
(After much thought and lip-biting, Ermin sighs and finishes her entry)
Ermin xxx
Saturday, 12 May 2007
I woke up...my limbs ached and burned with immense pain. My front ached more than the rest of my body. My dress was crusted with dry blood at the front. I looked around and found myself at the foot of the Life Monument I am tied to. I tried to remember very hard what had happened before this...
Yes. Skyls had taken me on a tour around his guildhall. His guildhall was...beautiful. And he snared me in for a dance. We had a swim...then...I left. I was too much in my own world, happy and humming, forgetting all my troubles, when I was caught by a Carnivorous Armadillo and...and something else.
Horrified, I staggered back, trying to rid of them with my Triton Shell Horn, my armour and my weapons uselessly laid inside my pack. Knowing I was in deep trouble, I turned to run and equip myself more for battle. The Carnivorous Armadillo caught me in the back and knocked the wind out of me, splattering blood...
...then I was lying at the foot of the Life Monument. My eyelids were heavy, flickering...they closed, engulfing me in darkness as people walked by, staring down at me...
...and here I sit in Cerbies', trying to hide the front of my dress with my cloak...soon, someone will notice...
Ermin xxx
Yes. Skyls had taken me on a tour around his guildhall. His guildhall was...beautiful. And he snared me in for a dance. We had a swim...then...I left. I was too much in my own world, happy and humming, forgetting all my troubles, when I was caught by a Carnivorous Armadillo and...and something else.
Horrified, I staggered back, trying to rid of them with my Triton Shell Horn, my armour and my weapons uselessly laid inside my pack. Knowing I was in deep trouble, I turned to run and equip myself more for battle. The Carnivorous Armadillo caught me in the back and knocked the wind out of me, splattering blood...
...then I was lying at the foot of the Life Monument. My eyelids were heavy, flickering...they closed, engulfing me in darkness as people walked by, staring down at me...
...and here I sit in Cerbies', trying to hide the front of my dress with my cloak...soon, someone will notice...
Ermin xxx
Thursday, 10 May 2007
Dear Journal,
You say, Are you training?
I say, No...
Oh? What happened to your earlier entry, hm?
Is it my fault that the Bandit Captains gave me so many bruises? Give me a break!
Yes...bruises...ouch...GROWL.
I am at Cerbies' at the moment with Derema, Zortek, Aierwen and Will. I feel withdrawn...more withdrawn than before. My friends think of me as bright and bubbly and...well...happy. I wonder if I'm like that now.
Bah to bruises.
I should really stop stealing Urkki's word.
Ermin xxx
You say, Are you training?
I say, No...
Oh? What happened to your earlier entry, hm?
Is it my fault that the Bandit Captains gave me so many bruises? Give me a break!
Yes...bruises...ouch...GROWL.
I am at Cerbies' at the moment with Derema, Zortek, Aierwen and Will. I feel withdrawn...more withdrawn than before. My friends think of me as bright and bubbly and...well...happy. I wonder if I'm like that now.
Bah to bruises.
I should really stop stealing Urkki's word.
Ermin xxx
Wednesday, 09 May 2007
Dear Journal,
One word...BAHHHH! Bah to the Forest Bandits, bah to trying and bah to myself. I wonder if Urkki will forgive me for stealing his favourite word?
Bah to the Forest Bandits - Their Captain keeps defeating me. Captains. BAH.
Bah to trying - No matter how much I try, they still defeat me.
Bah to myself - I made a fool of myself in front of Skyls. Amen.
The dreams still linger in my mind. Not even many marcs of lying in the House of Staffs can chase them away.
(Ermin looks down at her dagger and at the word inscribed on it, gripping it tightly before continuing to write)
Defeat. Defeat my dreams.
(She looks down again at her Gladius, sticking out of her pack, unused. She looks at the word and nods reassuringly to herself.)
Overcome. Overcome them.
These two words seem to be the only comfort to me nowadays. It's like my dagger and my gladius has become my two best friends. They repeat their words softly to me. They murmur them to me in the middle of the night. "Defeat...Overcome...Defeat...Overcome..."
But those are the two words I should take heed of. Not words like "slack", "laze", "inn" - "Defeat" and "Overcome".
(Ermin grips her dagger even more tightly, biting her lip and staring down at the page. She puts the gull plume to the page once more, letting her thoughts run down like water.)
I still feel so dang naive. So dang childish. So dang useless. "Dang". New word for me. Ha.
I think back and I wonder - has Valorn really trained me to become who I want to be? Or am I just as hopeless as ever?
Boran says I am wise. I say I am a brown-haired bimbo. Which is true?
I feel Trip has been kidnapped. Seph doubts it. Who is right?
I feel I am being stupid. I feel I am ready to train again. Which is right?
I can answer the last one.
Both.
Ermin xxx
One word...BAHHHH! Bah to the Forest Bandits, bah to trying and bah to myself. I wonder if Urkki will forgive me for stealing his favourite word?
Bah to the Forest Bandits - Their Captain keeps defeating me. Captains. BAH.
Bah to trying - No matter how much I try, they still defeat me.
Bah to myself - I made a fool of myself in front of Skyls. Amen.
The dreams still linger in my mind. Not even many marcs of lying in the House of Staffs can chase them away.
(Ermin looks down at her dagger and at the word inscribed on it, gripping it tightly before continuing to write)
Defeat. Defeat my dreams.
(She looks down again at her Gladius, sticking out of her pack, unused. She looks at the word and nods reassuringly to herself.)
Overcome. Overcome them.
These two words seem to be the only comfort to me nowadays. It's like my dagger and my gladius has become my two best friends. They repeat their words softly to me. They murmur them to me in the middle of the night. "Defeat...Overcome...Defeat...Overcome..."
But those are the two words I should take heed of. Not words like "slack", "laze", "inn" - "Defeat" and "Overcome".
(Ermin grips her dagger even more tightly, biting her lip and staring down at the page. She puts the gull plume to the page once more, letting her thoughts run down like water.)
I still feel so dang naive. So dang childish. So dang useless. "Dang". New word for me. Ha.
I think back and I wonder - has Valorn really trained me to become who I want to be? Or am I just as hopeless as ever?
Boran says I am wise. I say I am a brown-haired bimbo. Which is true?
I feel Trip has been kidnapped. Seph doubts it. Who is right?
I feel I am being stupid. I feel I am ready to train again. Which is right?
I can answer the last one.
Both.
Ermin xxx
Tuesday, 08 May 2007
Dear Journal,
Many marcs of lying in the House of Staffs trying to defeat my dreams and thinking of Valorn and my friends. Poof, Ermin is back! Dreams are dreams. I must learn that.
Next...I must defeat my slacking...
Ermin xxx
Many marcs of lying in the House of Staffs trying to defeat my dreams and thinking of Valorn and my friends. Poof, Ermin is back! Dreams are dreams. I must learn that.
Next...I must defeat my slacking...
Ermin xxx
Sunday, 06 May 2007
Dear Journal,
The CSB party was brilliant. Totally brilliant. The clan is a genious.
I told a tale...I hope it was well-received...I made a few people cry, I suppose...but you never know what those tears mean.
Then of course we had the pinjata. I got quite a lot out of it. I gave the water gem and the ice crystal to Skyls and Jake. And Jake gave me the whole set of Annia Sacrata journals. I am so pleased...now when I go to the inn and no-one is there, I can lean back in my seat and read through them one by one...
Of course, I have one in my bank, and I will probably put the rest in my bank, and start from number 1.
Has Trip come back yet? No. My feelings are starting to flicker. I look around me and I wonder if Trip is doing this on purpose. It doesn't feel like the same as before...
Love,
A Troubled Ermin xxx
The CSB party was brilliant. Totally brilliant. The clan is a genious.
I told a tale...I hope it was well-received...I made a few people cry, I suppose...but you never know what those tears mean.
Then of course we had the pinjata. I got quite a lot out of it. I gave the water gem and the ice crystal to Skyls and Jake. And Jake gave me the whole set of Annia Sacrata journals. I am so pleased...now when I go to the inn and no-one is there, I can lean back in my seat and read through them one by one...
Of course, I have one in my bank, and I will probably put the rest in my bank, and start from number 1.
Has Trip come back yet? No. My feelings are starting to flicker. I look around me and I wonder if Trip is doing this on purpose. It doesn't feel like the same as before...
Love,
A Troubled Ermin xxx
Saturday, 05 May 2007
Dear Journal,
How....odd. I had a dream, and I was in this sort of meadow, and it was evening. The sky was blue and...it seemed to be glowing. Right in front of me was the pond, and directly above it was the Devil's Eyes, perfectly aligned. A soft breeze rippled through my hair and I looked around me.
I saw...a morbid gobbler. Yes, I know! I've been killing too many of them...They've come to haunt me in my dreams...haha.
It turned into a live turkey, and then it turned into a swan. It went onto the pond, and more swans came to join it. Suddenly, I was a swan too...it was the most peaceful sensation I had ever felt...
And I talked to Seph quite a few marcs ago. It felt so good to talk to my friend and know that he hadn't been tortured. I poured out the reasons for my depression to him, and he comforted me in return.
Oh, Trip...where are you?
Ermin xxx
How....odd. I had a dream, and I was in this sort of meadow, and it was evening. The sky was blue and...it seemed to be glowing. Right in front of me was the pond, and directly above it was the Devil's Eyes, perfectly aligned. A soft breeze rippled through my hair and I looked around me.
I saw...a morbid gobbler. Yes, I know! I've been killing too many of them...They've come to haunt me in my dreams...haha.
It turned into a live turkey, and then it turned into a swan. It went onto the pond, and more swans came to join it. Suddenly, I was a swan too...it was the most peaceful sensation I had ever felt...
And I talked to Seph quite a few marcs ago. It felt so good to talk to my friend and know that he hadn't been tortured. I poured out the reasons for my depression to him, and he comforted me in return.
Oh, Trip...where are you?
Ermin xxx
Friday, 04 May 2007
ANOTHER side-note:
Feeling better...the cannon rides are fun. I just died twice. Teagan did warn me...but yes, now stuck to the life monument because I'm too hurt to move. Hooray for cannons!
Love,
Ermin xxx
Feeling better...the cannon rides are fun. I just died twice. Teagan did warn me...but yes, now stuck to the life monument because I'm too hurt to move. Hooray for cannons!
Love,
Ermin xxx
A little side-note:
I'm playing flying from the cannons with Asrai and Agua with Teagan sporting portals to Fartown for us. Right now I'm sitting on the Snowy Plateau under this Obelisk of Light because I'm surrounded by creatures I can't fight...nice going, Ermin.
(stuffs the journal carelessly into her pack and waits for something to happen)
I'm playing flying from the cannons with Asrai and Agua with Teagan sporting portals to Fartown for us. Right now I'm sitting on the Snowy Plateau under this Obelisk of Light because I'm surrounded by creatures I can't fight...nice going, Ermin.
(stuffs the journal carelessly into her pack and waits for something to happen)
Dear Journal,
My heart is scarred. When I woke up, I was so scared I could not breathe. I choked before I could. I sat up and I looked around the House of Staffs, sweat dampening my skin. I had dreamed it again - only this time a close friend of mine was being tortured. She died in a raid so many summers ago...
Her name was...Tara McKnightey...my best friend...
Here is a drawing of her.
And then suddenly in my dream, everything went black. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a light, but everywhere I turned it was always at the corner of my eye. It spread slowly and gradually until everything was perfectly white.
And then I felt a stabbing sensation in my heart. I collapsed, gasping for breath. I saw my mother above me, and the words she spoke made me wake and choke.
They were -
"Thou abandoned thy parents - now thou shall pay the price."
What more must I withstand before peace finally comes to me?
Ermin
My heart is scarred. When I woke up, I was so scared I could not breathe. I choked before I could. I sat up and I looked around the House of Staffs, sweat dampening my skin. I had dreamed it again - only this time a close friend of mine was being tortured. She died in a raid so many summers ago...
Her name was...Tara McKnightey...my best friend...
Here is a drawing of her.
And then suddenly in my dream, everything went black. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a light, but everywhere I turned it was always at the corner of my eye. It spread slowly and gradually until everything was perfectly white.
And then I felt a stabbing sensation in my heart. I collapsed, gasping for breath. I saw my mother above me, and the words she spoke made me wake and choke.
They were -
"Thou abandoned thy parents - now thou shall pay the price."
What more must I withstand before peace finally comes to me?
Ermin
If I fell into deep darkness,
Would you even turn to look my way?
Would you even care, darling?
And even if you did, what would you say?
Somehow, when I need him most, Trip isn't there for me. My heartache has not faded. I still feel terrible from my dream. I kept on waking up in the House of Staffs last time I slept...I cannot bring myself to close my eyes without seeing the horrible visions in my past nightmare. Why?
I want to speak to Skyls and I want to speak to Seph, but I think they are both asleep. My heart shrivels...I need to talk to someone...
Why is the inn so quiet? Why is it taunting me? Why is it telling me all my fears will come back to me if I even blink?
I cannot sleep...I will not sleep...
Ermin
Would you even turn to look my way?
Would you even care, darling?
And even if you did, what would you say?
Somehow, when I need him most, Trip isn't there for me. My heartache has not faded. I still feel terrible from my dream. I kept on waking up in the House of Staffs last time I slept...I cannot bring myself to close my eyes without seeing the horrible visions in my past nightmare. Why?
I want to speak to Skyls and I want to speak to Seph, but I think they are both asleep. My heart shrivels...I need to talk to someone...
Why is the inn so quiet? Why is it taunting me? Why is it telling me all my fears will come back to me if I even blink?
I cannot sleep...I will not sleep...
Ermin
Dear Journal,
I just fell asleep in Dundee Inn...how silly of me.
I had a dream of everything I had feared...Trip came up to me and he said that he didn't love me anymore...Skyls died...Seph got killed by a demon...my parents came back to haunt me...my friends were getting tortured by Balthazar in a cell...and all the while it felt like the whip was hitting ME - it felt like I was the one being lashed at and cut, blood pouring forth from my wounds. But my wounds are not on the outside - they are on the inside. My parents left a deep gash, my friends' deaths left a dent...the dream left a hole. What will I do if everything came true?
I want to cry...I want to...but my eyes remain dry. People have been kidnapped, people could be getting tortured right now, and I can't even get myself to cry. My heart aches as if it has just been torn open fresh and bleeding, like my wounds in my dream...it's hard keeping a smile on my face for all my friends when inside I am bleeding and I am aching.
But what about Trip? I have not seen him for a such a long while...what if HE was kidnapped?
(Ermin drops the journal in horror as she writes this.)
(Ermin picks it up, pale.)
No...no...this can't be...I don't even know and I already feel tears welling up behind my eyes! If Trip has been kidnapped, I will not rest until I find Balthazar...even if I do go mad, even if a fatal wound is inflicted upon me...I would do anything...anything...
(a final tear stains here)
My heart aches so! It burns...everything is burning...where is the shoulder to cry on? The shoulder that I sang about? The shoulder that Trip so willingly offered?
Where is the shoulder? Oh God, where is the shoulder?
Ermin
I just fell asleep in Dundee Inn...how silly of me.
I had a dream of everything I had feared...Trip came up to me and he said that he didn't love me anymore...Skyls died...Seph got killed by a demon...my parents came back to haunt me...my friends were getting tortured by Balthazar in a cell...and all the while it felt like the whip was hitting ME - it felt like I was the one being lashed at and cut, blood pouring forth from my wounds. But my wounds are not on the outside - they are on the inside. My parents left a deep gash, my friends' deaths left a dent...the dream left a hole. What will I do if everything came true?
I want to cry...I want to...but my eyes remain dry. People have been kidnapped, people could be getting tortured right now, and I can't even get myself to cry. My heart aches as if it has just been torn open fresh and bleeding, like my wounds in my dream...it's hard keeping a smile on my face for all my friends when inside I am bleeding and I am aching.
But what about Trip? I have not seen him for a such a long while...what if HE was kidnapped?
(Ermin drops the journal in horror as she writes this.)
(Ermin picks it up, pale.)
No...no...this can't be...I don't even know and I already feel tears welling up behind my eyes! If Trip has been kidnapped, I will not rest until I find Balthazar...even if I do go mad, even if a fatal wound is inflicted upon me...I would do anything...anything...
(a final tear stains here)
My heart aches so! It burns...everything is burning...where is the shoulder to cry on? The shoulder that I sang about? The shoulder that Trip so willingly offered?
Where is the shoulder? Oh God, where is the shoulder?
Ermin
Tuesday, 01 May 2007
Dear Journal,
Oh wow...I'm noble again...I surprise myself sometimes.
No more news of apparitions of Former High King Deek yet. I still feel concerned, though it seems some of my guild sisters don't feel so. I just hope they're right and I'm just being paranoid.
I feel like writing a poem...
Sunlight
The Sunrifter peers over the edge of the world,
To see how far he can chase away the Demon Eyes.
I look up from my seat in the inn and smile as light shines over us.
For the Sunrifter does not tell lies,
It is indeed true that day has come.
A day that may be filled with peace,
Or a day that may be filled with tragedies.
All my stress I do release,
To welcome the day to this shining land.
Love,
Ermin xxx
Oh wow...I'm noble again...I surprise myself sometimes.
No more news of apparitions of Former High King Deek yet. I still feel concerned, though it seems some of my guild sisters don't feel so. I just hope they're right and I'm just being paranoid.
I feel like writing a poem...
Sunlight
The Sunrifter peers over the edge of the world,
To see how far he can chase away the Demon Eyes.
I look up from my seat in the inn and smile as light shines over us.
For the Sunrifter does not tell lies,
It is indeed true that day has come.
A day that may be filled with peace,
Or a day that may be filled with tragedies.
All my stress I do release,
To welcome the day to this shining land.
Love,
Ermin xxx