After a day of hard training (well, maybe not so much) on the lovely beach of Kilican, enjoying the sea spray on my face as I whacked at those rather pointy sea urchins and slick young vipers, I walked my way back to the Ethucan-style restaurant on the island. Leaning back to relax, my hand unconsciously went to my shoulder where two scars were - one received from a demon in a raid, the other from a strange, shadowy monster from the trip back home with Sephy. As I placed my fingers there to feel them, however, I only felt one.

Shocked, I twisted my head to look, and I realised that the one received from back home was gone. Where that shadowy creature had left its mark - had disappeared. Somehow the scar had healed without my noticing. That was when I remembered an old woman's words from long ago, which I'm sure I wrote somewhere in these pages but can't find, that once my heart made up its mind, the scar on my shoulder would fade away...

I suppose my heart really has made up its mind, though I'm not sure what decision it came to, or how it's going to change me. Maybe it made up its mind to just be Ermin?

Oh! And as a very unnecessary, completely un-related side-note...I'm thinking of chopping off my hair. It's an instinct thing. I'm not sure about it yet. I've always loved my hair long, but I feel like it's getting in the way now.

But I shall follow my heart, that has made up its mind (of what I do not know), and maybe I'll find the happiest path.