I said I wanted adventure. I suppose I found it.
More like it found me... but hey I got a kick-ass sword out of it!
and a lump on my head when I fell out of a tree.
But hey, crystal sword! Much cooler than my original. The weight of it feels natural in my hand and the balance!
Godsdamn!
It's beautiful. if I could write sonnets about this sword, I would. If I knew how to write a sonnet or even how it's supposedly different from other poertry.
John could probably tell me. I'll ask him when I get home.
If I remember...
To Do:
◻ Ask John about poetry!!!
- could be important for future girlfriend??? ( ---> Very Important!!!)
When I asked Daerus about Vyrn and how far it was (he found me and gave me soem pretty good berries) he didn't know.
I didn't think I was far enough from home for that to happen.
But he does seem a little lonely so maybe he doesn't go out much??? Dunno.
He seems familiar somehow. And I had a weird dream last night. He was in it. Lots of people were.
I remember feeling afraid. Only it wasn't for me. There were two others, limp.
And we were running out of air.
We're headed into town, I'll try and write more tonight
I found more of them. The people from that dream.
Kipp, Magnolia (very sweet) and a small goblin man who hasn't given us his name.
He seemed nice enough
But when we fought (there were gang people who were being dickbags for NO reason) he seemed ready to kill.
There was a look in his eye, like the girls life meant nothing.
To him I guess it did. He spared the girl but the leader was killed by the goblin
I asked Narissa for his name, Karogak.
Karogak.
We killed him, but I won't forget his name or the way his body went slack.
I don't want to remember, but it would be worse to forget. To be comfortable in taking a life.
Not just Karogak's, anyone's.
I'm scared of it. How comfortable it is for me to hold a sword How natural it feels.
I never want that to make me a threat or a bad person.
I don't want to be a bad person, for a sword to make me a threat without good reason.