Private thoughts...
It seems the ghosts of my past have followed me here.
Since my return, I have already heard two mentions of that...incident.
I don't typically write to myself, but this is a special circumstance.
It's been about nineteen years since it all happened...I haven't thought about it in what feels like lifetimes.
I...I don't know what to do. There is no escaping what happened, not here. Not with all of these people that know.
But...I just don't want to think about it!
All of those days I waited, certain I was doomed, only to be saved at the last minute and...and...
And Lady Sierra is here! I never imagined I would cross her path...
So many nights I have thought about my saviors...and at the same time, hoped I would never meet them again.
I was helpless! I must never, ever allow myself to be in such a bind. Unable to bring myself aid.
Never again.
For the sake of not only myself, but for my father, and the great Republic of Tinto.