I have many things to attend to in today's entry, and my heart grows ever full at the things I have learned.
Lumina, appearing before me months after rejecting her advances, is now getting married to a kind man of the Horse-lands. I hope I am able to attend this celebration, and I wish her well in her endeavors. There is nothing more heart-warming than to see her go from a lonely, grief-stricken maiden to a joyous, healthy wife. I bet her brother among the stars is proud of her. His death did not affect her lightly.
Part of me wonders if I shall attain marriage: I have not had a wife for almost twenty years, and I do not know if my heart is ready to handle it again. I still relive the death of my own children in my sleep, and she is there too. I have turned away so many wonderful people just to protect myself, and I still reach into the stars to find some. Often I think back to the time Fyria and I discussed the losses of our children; there was no tension, mating or romance, we simply shared, as tired adults, our exhausting lives. I had never felt more connected to a woman since then. I hope she is doing well, though I do not think I will ever see her again. The last thing I heard is that she was put in prison for a longer time than most for a horrid crime.
Perhaps it is best I move on from writing about this. My heart grows heavy with all the pain that these subjects bring.
Rahvic and his two blonde friends spoke with me today. Apparently, Silver (Sairona) had broken his nose over some trivial dispute on the basis of Jamar. I do not know, nor do I wish to care too much, about how they handle their conflicts. Their turbulent way of dealing with problems unsettles me to an unhealthy extent, so I must refrain from getting involved lest I wish to stress myself out more than I need to. I still hope things are rectified in a productive manner, and Rahvic recovers quickly from his affliction.
My suspicions about Silver's proclivity towards violence are only confirmed. I will remain wary around her for now; I do not want to draw her fists nor am I interested in witnessing said violence enacted around me. I hope, for her sake, that she solves whatever foundational issue that pushes her towards harming others to feel gratified. She seems like a grounded woman otherwise.
I have nothing else to write for today. But I expect to meet more people and have new tales to tell in the coming few days.
