Early Morning, Alone with My Thoughts
I awake alone to the darkness of early morning. It has been over a day since the party, and once again my energy drain proves its annoying hold over my new mortal body. v_v It really should not have taken me so long to recover from using so much energy! I almost miss being trapped in the Puzzle not worrying about such things!
I ignore my body's weakness and focus on the energies within the castle. No threatening spirits, at least none with direct intentions against the living occupants, so those within are safe. I got up to shower, assured that no one has died or been hurt during my absense. My make up from the party still remained (*groan* My skin must have aged a week!); I am pleased none of the servants dared touch my body as I slept. Helpful or not, I prefer to wash myself! After a long, warm, relaxing shower, I dressed for breakfast. It is still hours until anyone else wakes up, but I am content to sit with my thoughts for a short while. These moments of peaceful reflection are just as important as the most desperate times in battle.
Zigfried is nearby, as is Malik. I can sense them most clearly to one side of me as they continue their quiet slumber. The events leading up to the changeling's escape, the talk with Yugi, then the battle against Malik's Despair play out in my head. So much happened in one night. I only pray that my day's rest was less eventful. Thank all the gods above that Malik is alive!
I have yet to read my friend's journals. I will find out verbatum at breakfast what has happened, then go back online to read and comment as I see fit. In the meantime, I turn on a small reading lamp beside the window (facing away from my sleeping love next door), sit in a comfortable arm chair, and read. Once the sun graces the pages of my book with the new light of day, I will begin to think again on what is to come. For now, I enjoy the peace.
(ooc: Partially inspired by the fact that it is about 4am and I can't sleep. ^_^; I swear I'm not addicted!)