It is my first day in this place, newly freed from the gods' cycle of war.
It feels strange. I do not remember everything that happened there, so I have a sense that it was both much shorter, perhaps much longer a time than it really was. I wonder if the others all understand I'm gone, or just think that I was killed, and will return again whence the cycle commences anew?
I wonder if Chaos could reach me here, to drag me back. The breath of life now within me belongs to him, so who knows if he would allow me to escape with it. I cannot imagine it would be hard to take me, considering the state of my new summoner.
It is frustrating that I cannot sign this with a name. If you read this in the future and do not remember writing it, I shall at least hope you can recognize your own handwriting - you worked hard enough to learn how to write your letters in an appealing way to do that for me.
Peace is but a shadow of death, Desperate to forget its painful past. Though we hope for promising years, After shedding a thousand tears, Yesterday's sorrow constantly nears. And while the moon still shines blue, By dawn, it will turn to scarlet hue.
As ever I am but a vessel adrift on a sea. At all times, I can hear them: The threatening peals of thunder The creaking of the hull, and The splash of water, a gradual drown.
All seek to claim and in time shall But for one day more comes Red dawn, tearing cloud asunder To watch me with a cruel and baleful eye Dry out, weary, and less again, than each Before.
The slight increase is privacy is nice. Got some halfway decent sleep last night for the first time since I got here. I've placed a seal on my door derived from the Valia Pira's design, keyed to a bloodstone I made from a trinket I got from Red. I'd prefer something with a little more value, as magically conflating my very own blood to a little corner store toy feels quite unseemly. But I suppose beggars cannot be choosers.
Clover's shepherd is an annoyance. Our shepherd remains an annoyance. But overall, today was uneventful, besides the brief diversion of the cat's machinations. 'Lighthouse.' Ha. It's a better word than just crystal, I suppose - I always disliked the potential for confusion, between just another storage crystal, and an actually important one.
Also. I am attempting to teach the common red sheep to do tasks. Basic gathering and transport of objects should be a decent start, right? Even the most malfunctional Black Mages could do that.
Today Blossom has left the pasture for a time, to do who knows what. Her parting gift was some sort of overly-complicated derivative of telepathy, a power so granted to all of us, including the locals.
A new sort of creature has stirred from the earth as of this morning.
[ it's a polaroid picture, made via Blood Fiend's Lighthouse. ]
'Astral projection,' she called it? Blast that horrid sheep! If only I could remember more clearly, but - however blurry, I know of what all was shared, it was an absolute embarrassment of secrets.
I'd almost forgotten how much I loathed the sound of that clown's voice. Isn't that silly? It's been mere days. I'm getting too comfortable here. It could happen at any moment. Who's to say this isn't all some foolish dream in and of itself?
Additionally, some matters of note. There have been arrivals and departures, among the Rose. The 'President' has departed, and our new shepherd is the Shadow Fiend. The Emperor (not Mateus. In case you forget: MATEUS WAS NEVER HERE.) and his motley of screaming passengers has been gone, for some time now. As has "Zorn and Thorn."
A youth has come to us, as well. He has taken the name Floyd. He acts familiar, with some of the other people in the pasture - I do remain lucky, to be without familiar faces. I don't know what I would do if we were all saddled with the clown. Kill him, probably.
The cat nearly got himself killed last night. It was close. I don't know if he understands how close. I feel there's little point in trying to impress it upon him. He seems to me a cautious creature. Whatever he really did to come by that injury, it was for a reason.
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(It is unsigned.)
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[ it's a polaroid picture, made via Blood Fiend's Lighthouse. ]
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