Apr 11, 2009 15:51
I miss home.
I'm worried about the state of affairs in Teyr, about whether or not I'm even going to have a nation to go back to. There's still so many issues that need to be worked out, so many groups of powerful people that would like to see our whole race wiped off the face of Krynn.
I've got to trust that everything is being handled, though. Slith is a more than capable general; I have no doubts that he'll make sure anyone that attempts to attack us will regret that day, and maintain peace. Fonrar's got a good head on her shoulders, and I'm sure that she'll be able to deal with the politicians and continuing to send out envoys. The others, too, Granak, Fulkth, Cresel... they do their jobs well, always have.
This... holiday is interesting. Seems a little silly, but it does have a certain appeal. It makes me miss Fonrar terribly, though, and our eggs. I really do hope that I'm able to get back before they hatch.
I keep thinking that I'm going to wake up and this place will have been nothing more than some crazy dream. I suppose it's possible, given the amount of ale and spirits that everyone kept shoving at me during the Celebration, but it feels too real.
Even though I've been here for less than a fortnight, I think... I'm going to miss it somewhat. Not the creatures, or the crabs, of course, but some of the people I've met and the technology. It's amazing, what these machines can do, with no magic involved; it's all science.
...if Slith were to read this, he'd bash me over the head and tell me to stop moping. Staying in this... apartment by myself, blocks away from where most of the populace is living, probably isn't helping my mood in the least. Perhaps I should relocate to the Library Hotel.
I think I will, actually. It's closer to the Cathedral and the library, and being around others will help keep my mind off of depressing thoughts.