Bris and I had a little skuffle the other turn. It was over an earring, of all things. I never would've believed it. In all of the years I've known Bris, we've never had so much as a crossed word. And when it came down to it, our first spat was over a body piercing. Ridiculous. You couldn't have made it up.

He wanted for us to have matching ones, you see. That had been his plan. Suppose the notion is rather sweet. Though, I don't have my ears pierced. Mind you, nor did he; not until Dabria skewered him. She offered to do it for me too. And I am ashamed to say that I verily shrieked at her.

It was awful. I put it down to all the change. Big emotions. New feelings. You know, all of that. But it is a terrible excuse, really. And it does not excuse me from my behaviour. I was most relieved when Dabria approached me a few turns later and we reconciled. I was much too embarrassed to approach her myself; I did not think that she would want to see me! I was sure she thought me some sort of lunatic with no regard for personal autonomy. But, I was glad when she came and gave me a chance to explain myself. She even gifted me a necklace; cut with the same sort of crystal as Bris' earring.

Bris' earring is a blue ice crystal. It's rather dangly. It makes a tinkling noise sometimes when he walks. I suppose it is rather handy, because now I can hear whichever room he is in when he is home. I didn't like it at all at first. But, suppose I am growing used to it now. Though, I have told him, please, no more change!. He had been talking of shaving his beard off too. He said that perhaps he is having a midlife crisis. You know, like when men of a certain age get all panicked at their loss of youth and start acting silly. I don't know, but the notion frightened me. Because, what if I am part of this crisis too? And furthermore, I like beardie, bookish Bris. I want to drink tea in our tower with him; not some shaven stranger.

Anyway, I believe the matter is resolved now and all is peaceful once again. We can go back to enjoying Winter's Warming.

You know, we hosted our Dragon Ball the other turn, and I believe it was the grandest we've ever held. Blue Shuck and his band returned to play again, and everyone looked so wonderful. We had rather a marvelous turn out; even Alexi came along and danced with both Bris and I! I sat over at the bar and watched them together. And they did make a very handsome pair.

Things are quiet again for the meantime. Unfortunately I haven't had time to prepare a sermon for the season. Though, I might still deliver one after the close of the festivities. It is a few turns yet until the closing ceremony. Bris and I intend to visit the Grove together before then, to look at the memories and lay a new one down together. I am rather excited to do that, actually. I wonder if any of his dreams live there.

Oh! And I must send a reply missive to poor Taron. I really am the most neglectful of mentors!