*this page is rather damp the elegant writing is watermarked but legible reeking of the faint scent of bllod and healing potion residue*

This rain feels good.. Skin soaking cold as ice.. A washing cleansing rain.. Let it wash away the past, my old life let it begin anew. Iam no longer the man I was.. Only one knows and truely understands me now, but thats just fine. Im focused now on getting another elusive Violet.. Feeling the claws and talons of the hoards that ravage the lands pierce through my tunic even more ripping and gouging my flesh. I shouldnt complain though it now looks as if I ran through a gauntlet of sadistic men handling cruel edged riding crops. Hopefully my maiden of shadow can heal me up right next time I see her. Iam renewed.. Born again. Iam Death incarnate.. Pestilence.. And the winds of plague follow me in my wake ravaging in my path of destruction. Fear me Darkness. Fear me Daemons.. Iam coming...for you..

I had to break free.. I...couldnt take it anymore once I realised what was happening to me. The change I was going through.. It was not me.. I will admit reconnecting with myself on that intimate level felt good.. Really good.. The inner animal within my soul.. I felt like blinders were lifted from my eyes.. The animal within me gave a subconcious roar of dominance and roamed free. Until blue eyes froze me into place making me pause staring back feeling as if a fencing match was taking place from the tension and electricity rising until.. Acceptance, Warmth and yes Love replaced the tension between us. My Maiden of Shadow. Just friends and allies for so long but there was a shift and I saw Apolla in a new light. Unexpected but pleasant beyond measure. There are naught restrictions but acceptance of who Iam completely. I do not need to put up a facade or any defence mechanisms with her. Its pure completely so..

Its still new like a sapling but firm roots are there, a solid foundation for us to build and grow upon. I accept her completely as the warm caring woman she is, whos determination is unmeasured. I know she would have given up her powers for my arm to be healed, Gods be praised that was not the case. But seeing her satified warm smile that night, comforting her through the tears as we finally ripped through the veils keeping my arm blemished, make the unbearable and intense pain all worth it. I will protect her, my Maiden of Shadow be it from demonic hoards or unkind words. Apolla and me will take the world by storm and overcome whatever obstacle is set before us