Mar 30, 2008 01:57
The best and worst of all possible worlds. Is that how the story goes?
Things were going so well, I'd thought, even with the risk of being devoured by all-consuming, soul-tainted black tentacles.
But now ...
I do not know what will happen now.
I have done as much as I can do.
I hope that I have not said too much in a moment of weakness.
If I could, I would pray.
I will go to the palace tomorrow night, and see if the Sword Made Flesh has any thoughts upon the topic. His rational mind is sometimes the better than mine.
But tonight, I will spend one last night amidst familiar things...