Eliona Embersong
Undated. Written in Thalassian. The handwriting is smoother than the previous two entires.
I won’t be a sheep anymore.
Chieftain believes in me. Matron believes in me. Anindir believes in me. The clan believes in me. Why was I the only to not agree? Needed strength.
I named the caterpillar Izzy. A lovely thing to watch.
Placed my heart out in the open. Again.
That word spoken once more to me. This time a return. No guilt resulted.
The king of cups, a man of loyalty. A man to help me spiritually. Heal my soul. Through artistic flare. I wonder.
Tower struck by lightning. Fire. Two fallen. A great clash. Conflict.
Endure the troubles. Allow the conflict to take course. Earn the man. Such curious words.
And an opportunity. Ace of wands. Birth of a new road. A new path.
That is what lies ahead.
Belonging to him now, and yet no one at the same time. What would he think? Would he be angry?
