Where do I even start? My mind is so full, and I need to empty it. So I will start with some happy things. Egfor asked if he could show me his spirit self in my dreams; of course, I agreed. To my surprise, it is the wolf that keeps me company for several months now, always by my side and protecting my back during our battles with orcs. Just as Egfor did in real life, the one time we fought together against the orc horde attacking the farm, inn and even got as far as the estate.
Airele has started Syllea’s apprenticeship even if she is bedridden. She is assessing her basic knowledge, so she knows exactly where to start. However, all she would tell me about her findings is that she believes Syllea will be very good in this profession. She is making me proud with her desire to become a healer, even if it is animals and not mortals.
Why am I surrounded by folk who take the blame for everything wrong that happens as their fault? When something happens to another person, unless they are the ones who physically hurt them, they cannot be blamed. It matters not how it all happened, such as leaving something where a person can get it and the item not being there later unless they are the one who moved it. This constant blame-taking needs to stop. It is tiring, not to mention annoying.
All the work and all of Egfor’s socializing has cut into Egfor’s and my time. Until last night we have had no time alone with each other. Sadly this led to both of us feeling the other was drifting away from us. We had a long talk, with tears and anger and fear permeating everything, and finally worked things out, including how to stop this from happening again. I feel much better now.
