There was a time when Loki thought he knew how I'd react. So, I took a tic longer and buried my initial reactions to his extraordinarily odd behavior. After several instances of this practice, all in the name of keeping him guessing, I found that I came to truly enjoy him and looked forward to his mannerisms. I found when we didn't speak, I missed him. An unusual thing because I never experienced that with any, except Isolde.

This past turn almost brought about the end of everything. Apparently Achelle and I spoke after the fall, but when I woke the past turn I didn't remember anything. The whole turn was spent figuring out what happened the one before.

I'm unsure where the darkened paths will lead us, but they know better than I.

Shadows guide us.