Jul 22, 2008 11:52
Handri si mohanda ki soushou neyama kido teras nisou sendrikou nan.
Atri... mishoudas sin nas terrindas seko. Kirinas sol. Kada. Hidosha mehindou serikas hadre nilas mandre Dormin. Kodre sika yosas.
Kada yikiso se mi yo.
Nanti sedaros kisanda yo si hada ko, kesa... isanda nos mendriko yandi sedaros nilas noko. Mada-ma kouris sedaros, kouris nikana kesa oshira odinsas meridus kou.
De-undus ki. Ashira nerundus adosho. Masa yi sedaros ko yindas mi ayo keso ni masa se mi da.
[OOC Translation: I feel burning inside of my head in the empty space.
A feeling... I cannot begin to describe it. Something not understood. Feared. It is the same as when I was birthed from Dormin's shadow. And later consumed.
I am terrified.
I have found a safe place for the sword, but... I sometimes I wonder if it would not be best to give to person who use it well. It is sword that end mother, end curse but it is a thing I do not want.
Something is changing in the air. And still I am so powerless. I hate that I may have to use the magic of the sword because I know so little about my own.]
thinking aloud,
language barrier = best privacy setting,
magic sword,
worries