The view was breathtaking. I'd seen it once as I passed by it. This time I took a detour to find it. The archetecture was typical, deffinatly elven in design. There was life to it and so little that I've seen made by the hands and minds of a human have this much life to it. Climbing to the top was a feet but I made it and I'm so glad that I did.

This high place...I could see so much and I felt so giddy feeling the breeze ruffle through my hair. And no one seems to use it...so I will. I've made it my home of sorts. A place to come in peace and meditate and study. I've only shown it to Andriant, my dear little Andi. Humans know no bounds I think some times. The look in his eyes when he saw the view blew me away and I'm so glad I could give that to him.

We spent the night there under the moons glow. I can't say it's ours....that isn't the way but with him I'll share it. *small smile* I do hope he's safe...damnable sneaky rogues...always up to something when they aren't out trying to steal a woman's heart.


*sigh* pity I have to go. I need to find the rest of the amulet. The circle has asked this of me and I must comply. He won't understand when I don't tell him where I've gone. Sometimes I guess men don't understand that a thing has to be done alone for the ritual of it.

So many journies....so little time

Have you ever thought you were awake only to find yourself still dreaming?

A living nightmare to be sure as I was me but I was different somehow. Older maybe? More powerful perhaps? I'm uncertain really, I only know I was different than I am now. I felt different.

I awoke from a dream with a racing heart but I couldn't recall the details, only that i'd been very afraid and hurt. Oddly, my right arm is still sore although there are no marks or breaks in the skin. Just a lingering pain I suppose. But as I said, I awoke staring up at the sky that had just begun to shift from night into a dawn. I did my best to wash the effects of the forgotten nightmare from my system with a bit of water and pulled my hair back as usual, tying it off with a small leather thong.

I repacked my gear and took stock of my supplies which is when it occured to me that I wasn't where I had stoped the night before. There was an odd smell, musty and fetid, a mixture really like an abandoned old house and rotting plantlife. I wrinkled my nose at the scent as I took a good look around. the hair on my neck stood on end as I had an overwhelming sense of darkness. Even with the sun rising I felt like something dark lurked here in this place...a few paces and I could see more of the place, a swamp.."Where am I?". I heard my voice and it too sounded so strange to me. That's when I saw something in the water. Instinct made me pull my staff from my back while I waited to see if it would surface.

It never fully emerged but dearest Elune was it big. I saw the molted grey scaled spine of this creature and it sent a chill that reverberated through my spine and made me feel sick to my stomach. That's when it hit me, the reality of my situation, the fact that I was still very much asleep. It was like everything zoomed away and I was looking at myself watching the creature in the murky water and I watched as another creature crept up behind myself as I stood frozen on the hill. A large mountain of a man-like creature that reminded me of the orc I'd seen maybe a week or so back. In armor that was covered in so much muck and grime I can only imagine that was why I couldn't hear him move, that and the fact that my eyes were stuck on the enormous creature in the waters.

I tried to scream at myself. I tried will myself to turn around to fend off the blow he was about to make...I watched that mace raise high above his head while my other self stood mezmerized by the murky water dweller. I watched as I died...but maybe I didn't die...

They always say that if you die in your dreams you die in the real world as well. Maybe I made it by some miracle. The first blow didn't kill me but I went down. I watched as I rolled to see my attackers face and screamed while holding an arm up to fend off a second attack. I never saw it hit.

I awoke, for real, moments ago...the sky was bright with the light of the sun. Here I sit...having woken in a cold sweat with no one to hear my screams. I'm thankful for that. My arm achs and i can see no reason why. I sit here on a stump watching the deer graze and I know that I have seen something...an omen maybe? Perhaps my subconscience thinks I do not pay enough attention to my surroundings...Maybe I have seen myself in my uncles place and something is trying to keep me from his fate...

I do not know. I have no one to share these visions with. Andy..maybe but I don't wish to burdon him with these thoughts. He's only human and I think I already know the words he'd use in his concern. "It was a dream love, nothing more", and i would try to convince myself of that but I would wonder as I do now - if it was only a dream...why does my arm hurt so bad as if that second blow had landed...

It's been almost 3 years since I've seen him, my uncle Tarod. It's been 6 months since I last heard from him. I couldn't say good bye, it goes against our beliefs. My family that is. We never say goodbye, it's always a see you soon or safe passages. So when I left - I didn't say good bye. I did leave a note and I hope they understand. He's out there and I have to find him. There's a world out there i've only seen through his eyes, I need to see it for myself. My parents think I'm too innocent to travel to the other lands but this island has been too cramped for my style for some time. I know every leaf and creature an I need to know more.

I've been around Auberdene for a while now, working on projects here and there and working on my skills hoping they will be of use to someone besides myself. For the most part I've been alone having met a few people in passing but nothing lingering. I've a task from my druid masters that I must complete before traveling forward. Still nothing from my uncle and I grow ever more concerned for his safety.