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22 Sun's Dawn

I've updated the Egg of Time's communicative capacities. It's beginning to come together, and I think I finally have an idea of what I'd like to do with it. I reached the summit of one of the mountains near the College today - one of the smaller ones. The journey didn't take long, but I feel refreshed and more energetic than I have in some time.

11 Sun's Dawn

There are moments in which I must contend with the frightful creature that lives in my chest; this wounded part of me that flutters itself into panicked throes at the first sight of danger. It is a cruel thing, though it does not mean to be, and I try to treat it tenderly, but it does not rise to meet me.

What does it mean, I wonder? I find it all tends to trickle down into time. If only I had more of it.

If only my words made sense. If only I could take that wild, fluttering thing, and twist it into a shape that others would like; it is not so much that the words do not come. It's more as if the substance in them is lacking.

What do I want to say? What little etchings would I like to leave behind? The Wheel keeps turning, whether I am ready for it or not. I am not getting any younger.

How would I say it? Is it worth breathing life into? Whatever I have to say, others exist who have said it better. I was not born with the talent to tell stories; neither were they - they worked for it. And yet it all seems to come easier to them, and I am left here, silently envious - awestruck by their expert weavings.

But then again, beloved - when is the last time I've really tried?

18 Sun's Dusk

I have been neglecting this old thing. I have stories to tell still; it's more a matter of contending with the fluctuation of life's mighty waves. They have been crashing upon me as of late.

Word to the wise, never fall in love with a Sanguinite or a Dibellan! Especially both at once!

(No, Merry, I'm not talking about Martin. He's too... reformed for me.)