19 November

When Ladora came home tonight, she was clearly agitated. Her frustration grew when I told her I was headed back out to finish somethin. She protested, as much as she ever has, but I left anyway. I promised her I wouldn’t be long. An I wasn’t, but she was asleep when I returned. She actually looked peaceful, layin there, so I left her be. I’m sittin here in the chair enjoyin a good ale, kinda watchin over her. She seemed so fretted earlier.

09 November

Well, times are achangin! The Friends stone is a wonderful tool. I hear new voices all the time an have met lots of new folks. I ain’t much on them hearin my thoughts too much. Because I ain’t as good with words as they are. But, I love hearin the chatter. Jus like I like hearin chatter on our guild stone. Few things give me such enjoyment.

A few weeks ago me an Dora spent some time on the coast. It was nice. But all that idle time only gave me time to think. To think about things I haven’t in a long while. I tend to usually keep myself real busy. An while I got a lot of rest, there ain’t but so much sleepin a gal can do. Ryn has wrote a little bout himself an it made me a tad sad. All the folk in my life seem to disappear. Megar, Ben, my parents are all gone. Ben . . . gone . . . I hope he’s out there dealin with the death of our parents. I hope. An Megar, my first love. We spent hours trainin in the ways of the Light.