Eredian

Once again I sit here and watch the sun go up over Gondamon.Eredian have finally gotten some rest, his head laying heavily in my lap, being sound asleep.It warms my heart to see him relaxed. I took the watch last night, finding it impossible to be able to sleep after what I saw today.I doubt I will ever forget the creatures that came at us after we had come across a place that not only felt eery, but also had something evil looming over it.

Again it has been some days since I wrote in this book, as if I need to collect my thoughts before I put them into writing.I'm sitting in Gondamon, at the top of the stairs, looking down over the entrance.It's at the crack of dawn and the first vendors have just arrived below me, I'm watching them setting up their stalls and placing their goods on the tables.I think I will try and draw the scene when I'm done writing this.

This one sits here writing this, as Mathildah sleeps soundly on his shoulder. It still makes him smile to think about that fact.

I hardly know where to begin to write.It has been a few days since last time I wrote and so much has happened in that short amount of time.

Last night was certainly entertaining, and one doesn't know whether to shout at Sigfread, or embrace him.

Finally, we are on the move.