An ornate and gold-edged book, of which inside are secrets even she doesn't know or understand. But tucked all through it are leaflets of paper, as if she'd rather not write in the book its self. Except on the first empty page of the book is written in exquisite, flowing penmanship her full name. ~ Lavender Cecelia Morgan.
Wednesday, 28 October 2020
Last turn was a lot of fun, hanging out with friend telling of this seasons Fall Festival events just past that they missed, then low and behold I feel a heaviness in my pack, the crown of munificence has returned to me. Not sure what I did to attract it's attention but I am humbled by its presence.. and if not just a little embarrassed when IT proclaims my "un-jerkness" to all of Valorn. Though I am in awe and also humbled by the responses from friends, some who automatically want to come to my defence wanting to know who called me a jerk that would warrent the crier to proclaim otherwise, causing me to point out it is the crown that does it. Others who notice the crown laugh and tell me they think the crown is right... Yet, my own conscience wonders if I truly deserve this with some of the things I've done in the past, people I've hurt unintentionally. Habits of doubting myself are hard to break. But on the positive side a good friend has been awake, showing me around what I hope will be my new home. Who knows what the future holds, but for the first time in a long time, I am actually hopeful.
