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Destiny waits for no man.
Destiny waits for no man.
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Entries Dated Thursday, 17 March 2011
I went back to the place where I first saw her. I watched the crowds hustle and bustle about their business. I tried to remember what it felt like the first time. It was easier than I thought and I smile even now to think on it.
There is so much to remember, so much that has happened to me since I first left home to become a man. I wish I could find the portraits of my parents that I brought with me. I am certain they are around here somewhere... the exact where is always the trick. I will ask Fleur the next time I see her. She is quite adept at finding things that Ive lost.

I remember when I first got to know Azure. Truth be told, we did not get along as well back then. I didn't dislike her, but it took a very long time for her to warm up to me. Sreip helped in that regard, I think. A common ally at least. She used to constantly spout what she called 'doggerel.' It was quite endearing really. She has become a lot more lively since then... 'dashy' if I had to put a word to it and even that is a bit unnerving at times. I'm waiting for her to crash into me one day when she lets her mind wander too far from her feet. I can't remember where or how I met her exactly. In Dundee Inn, I suspect, as that is the usual meeting-of-new-people place. I still have the wooden links she carved for me. I keep them tucked away so they aren't broken when we go to battle. They remind of our narrow escape from N'rolav. And a something my Mother used to tell me, "Son, it's the bonds we make with others that speak loudest about who we really are."
Of course, she was not talking about who we forge bonds with but their strength and value.

Which brings me back to where I am standing. I remember the first time I saw Fleur here on the balcony of Caer Laleldan. And I remember thinking to myself that I might die on the spot if ever such a lovely creature looked at me with such intense love and adoration as I could see in her.

The good news is that I have not perished. And I remember every glance ever turned my way since the day we met. I just pray the gods favor me enough to make the last thing I ever see in these lands is the love light in her eyes.

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