Slaying the daemons; visions and love.
Things have been so scattered lately, it's hard to put them into words. Sometimes I wish that I were a better artist, so that I could just draw things out and have them make more sense. Perhaps I'll ask Emrys for some lessons in the near future. When he's not so busy. How strange a thing, that letter on his desk. The one that went out to countless others. How lovely a dream come true that would be, for Weirmonken to be its own kingdom once more. To be free. But all dreams must end, and what Corwin called irrevocable Brand has declared insanity.
And we are still under Amber's thumb.
Amberamberamber. It is a word often in my dreams. Hissed by voices that grow stronger. Voices and desires I've raged against, fought against so hard, hated myself for. And they screamed back. I thought it was in pain. I thought that I was winning... Things fall apart. The center cannot hold... Need to speak with Benedict, but his dreams pricked at my mind and twisted it around, pushed me out. Need to speak with Emrys, but he has enough on his mind.
Maddock. Soon, he will give chase. He's already fought off his first challenger, and proved that while he is not Weir, he is strong, able, fair. He trudged through the snow to come to Weirmonken for me, after I was called to gather the Warpack. And I know that he would follow me anywhere I asked him to. It is good to be loved.
And we are still under Amber's thumb.
Amberamberamber. It is a word often in my dreams. Hissed by voices that grow stronger. Voices and desires I've raged against, fought against so hard, hated myself for. And they screamed back. I thought it was in pain. I thought that I was winning... Things fall apart. The center cannot hold... Need to speak with Benedict, but his dreams pricked at my mind and twisted it around, pushed me out. Need to speak with Emrys, but he has enough on his mind.
Maddock. Soon, he will give chase. He's already fought off his first challenger, and proved that while he is not Weir, he is strong, able, fair. He trudged through the snow to come to Weirmonken for me, after I was called to gather the Warpack. And I know that he would follow me anywhere I asked him to. It is good to be loved.