Jagged-edged parchment lays compressed between two pieces of shark hide, bound together by a cord of the same grey hide.
Friday, 18 July 2014
Change.
When petitioning for access to Caer, I told the Queen change cannot cease, we must always push forward.
I meant it. Strangely enough.
Those closest to me fear I shall relapse into my former self. Truthfully, I am better than ever. It seems Isolde did me a favor when leaving. I am free from catering to her, free from wasting coin and time on things to make her happy. What a chore.
While the original reasons for change are gone, the need for it is not; and while some will say the attributes I possess aren't good, I will kindly disagree. Charm, Dedication...these are good, yes? Is not Charm deceptive? Is not Dedication often misconstrued as being obsessive?
Change is necessary for us to survive. I hope others realize that before the end is upon us.