09 September

Pulling, pushing, clinging, chasing....circles go round and round. Perhaps things have changed some. Am I pushing away...chasing away? I might be.

Slaate got married. They had a private ceremony, invited folks to the reception. It was nice. I don't know Trusiel much. I just want her to find happiness. I think she needs it.

So I didn't lose it...it's right here. And it's good.

More and more I struggle to find words. I'm saying less and less.

05 September

What a trying day...I'd rather not repeat any of it. I'm settlin into bed here in Ironforge. I've not spent the night here in ages. I sold our place when I moved to Shattrath. Makes no sense to keep up so many households. But there's still rooms for rent around, and I found a comfortable enough bed.

Fiesty showed up tonight. She said her goodbye's. She wouldn't tell us where she was goin, but called it a suicide mission. I don't like that one bit. Cali, Halo, Ree, an me all sat in the tavern in Iron Forge an drank with her. I told her it won't goodbye and did my best Tyree impersonation tellin her she would come back...that I demanded it. If only I believed it myself...

If only...

I almost lost it, I think. This is so much more than I ever imagined

03 September

Time is a bit fuzzy. I went to help Wind with a little pig problem and we were joined by this mage she met. He's an odd sort, indeed. I figure him to be half nuts. Seems, Vael had been charged with lookin after him, an well, he lost him. He called me Beth. No one calls me Beth but Ben...who's gone..again...I felt odd...sad...almost... meh..I need to talk to Vael. Findin him may prove as difficult for me as his findin that mage...

Happiness. Why do I feel like it's about to slip through my fingers...again?