The Girl Who ran with Lions.



  • The Girl Who ran with Lions.

    ~Journal Writes~

    I’ve only been in this realm a short time, and life has not been easy, but I am in the eternal debt to those who have stood by me though everything, and those who have remained despite my shortcomings.

    Tindra.

    I first met her brother, Aelthas, by the gates to Norwick. I was rather judgmental at first, thinking him a creature of the black pard, but I could not have been more wrong, Ael is a priest of the Moonmaiden. I heard his siter was the same as he, only that she was one of the cat. When we met it was rather awkward at first, I’d never met one with the image of a cat who was not in a position demanding reverence. But we’ve since become good friends. Talking a little at first, but I—[the author seems to have paused a moment, the ink forming a dark mark]. I have since come to love Tindra like a sister, when I needed someone, she was the only one who was there to simply be there, despite the fact that she had someone she would rather be with—[Again, the author seems almost lost in thaught].

    Well, I've not been able to play with anyone since I left Gulthmere, She reminds me of Renna, in more ways than one.

    Jerrick and Adriel.

    There are times I still regret my first meeting with these who have become to of those most dear to me. Again I was judgemental, I was ready to attack Jerrick under the idea that he was a Druid of Malar, and it still pains me to remember the disgust I felt for one so dear to me now in that moment. He did nothing to dispell the notion immediately, though I cannot fault him for proving a point, Adriel, as Jerrick told me, was rather agitated by my actions, I since found out why later.

    Adriell is an amasing person, The seccond time we met we talked for some time, I mostly appologised for my narrowmindedness. but, and I'm sure its a foolish notion, but she's caring, and—

    I—[the author seems be having trouble with expressing herself].

    Is it so wrong to feel for one in a way as a replacement for one who may have been blood but never family?



  • ~Journal Writes~

    I'd almost forgot this, so much has come to fruit in my life since I last wrote that I hardly know where to begin. [A black mark spreads where the quill rested for a moment]

    Devinee, my bidelia, protector, guardian. you were all these things, but I never wished to inflict such harm upon you. If it were not for me, you would never have followed me to the lake, you would not have faught and fell beside me to the minds enslaved by Talona's pestilence. But now you rest beside me as I write, returned to me yet to see you so weak hurts more than your death.

    Sessa, its been some time since I've seen you my freind, but each day I feel blessed for that fact of your freindship, you returned Devinee to me and one day, I hope I can repay the debt I owe you.

    Sisters, its funny how an only child can come to call so many such. Tindra, Danika, all the others. i've hardly seen those I was once so close to.

    Last I saw Adriel, I regret my passing as the words we shared still taste bitter as poison on my lips.

    ~:~{Hammerhand}~:~ Or Sebastian, as I know know him. [The quill lingers again in a spot, leaving a dark mark]

    I'd once thaught myself unable to love, that I whould suffer my life as I watched others find happieness yet find none of my own. I'd not thaught that the one who stood by me when I needed someone, one who once flew from one woman to the other as if they were another conquest, would be the one to truly show me happieness. He sleeps as I write this, and dawn will come soon. [the script hastily penned in the author's eagerness to get it out]