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The Book of Change
Saturday, 19 March 2016
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The call went out and many answer. At long last the turn comes when we take battle to our foes.

Ellyana and I have, so far as we can tell, all necessary supplies. Potions and salves, extra weapons. We've checked our armour and other equipment. We've spent time speaking of what is to come. There never was any question as to whether or not we would join the incursion. Ellyana is excited, eager for the fray, and though by no means fearful there are a few things playing on her mind. I've done my best to reassure her, speaking of all we will do once we return. And talking of how we will face this side-by-side, along with our many comrades. We've come through many battles, survived many adventures - misadventures too! I reminded her of the fire and steel she carries in her heart and in her soul. And my blades and wits have played some small part in our survival and victories.
Arrangements have been made for our beloved guild. It eases my lady's mind, knowing that Twilight Serenity will be in safe hands should we be prevented from returning. I'm glad those arrangements eased some troubles and weight from her mind, though I tell her we will surely return.
And yet ...
We spoke of waterfowl swimming across a lake. On the surface all is serene as they glide over the water. But beneath the surface their feet thrash around madly to drive them on their way, to maintain the air of calm as they follow their course. And while Ellyana has slept, I've cast my mind over the thoughts she has had, and admitted that there could be some grounds to her fears. But I've come to terms with those in my own mind, and pushed such thoughts deep down below the surface. Like those birds on their lake I maintain the outward calm, and concentrate on mustering strength to share with my lady and those who fight at our side or protect our backs.

Comrades will be with us, the gods will watch over us all. And together we will face whatever comes against us.

Friends, comrades-in-arms, prepare your weapons, prepare yourselves. The turn is at hand, and we will prevail.