I was beginning to seriously question whether Kafele would allow me down from the binds that he strung me up in. Though, it was for my own good at my own request. So I cannot complain.
There is much to be done, now. Potion orders that have been left unanswered on the door, a kuribo that is in desperate need of a bath, and much to clean before the maiden Delwyn returns from her Imbolc rituals in Ireland.
Once that is complete, brat, I believe you are now in possession of several items that need to be destroyed. And I intend to remedy that.
Perhaps the Sanity Test has some merit. I am certainly feeling far less sane. How I have reacted these past few days has been quite shameful. To express not only fear, but terror? Out of an event that I know must have occurred to keep this era's own time in existence? It should not have bothered me, and certainly not to such an extent.
And then to willingly relinquish control of my own will to my ka because I am temporarily unable to control myself? Not a practice befitting a sorcerer either. And as though that were not disgraceful enough, to openly display hunger after a mere four day fast! Four days is nothing!
Have I truly allowed myself to grow this weak in the recent past?
My mind has been preoccupied with other matters and it only grows sloppy. This is unforgivable, and must be remedied at once. No... I do not need more vodka now, I need to focus.