Friday, 29 February 2008 at 05:05

Where has she been? As I returned from the dark tombs, I found the library empty. Knowing Dear One, .... I thought she would have made her way to the dark desert. I searched it as well as possible, scourging the sand, looking for tracks, but there was nothing to find. I must admit my heart sunk in my boots for a moment. Had Dear One even been there? Would she still be there? Dragged beneath the sand by a scorpion maybe? I shook my head and banned the thoughts of despair as I continued my search. What I found was nothing. I let the grains of dark sand slip through my fingers. Tracks, if they ever were there, had been covered with the windblown sand. Maybe she has lost her path, ... sand dunes seem to move here, and the N'rolav stars are not truly suitable for orientation.

Disheartened I returned to the guild hall. I need to rest a marc before I have to tend to other duties once again. My eyes dwell on the memory of her face, as I step through the gate of the guild hall.

My heart leapt with joy as I found her there, resting. She seems pale though. As I sit here writing she moves. A nightmare, maybe. I have to leave to duty now. Should I disturb her rest, only to leave her alone to her thoughts. It seems best to let her sleep and recover. I'll leave my cloak here, to keep her warm. She'll know I've been here. Now to my duties. After a sleep-deprived night, this will be a long day. I'd rather stay here. But I have chosen my path, and follow it I must.

Iron Knight Purazon

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