The alliance in Yew is growing steadily. We have accepted a new guild within it tonight. It is good to see a steady build up within Yew, and I am looking forward with great anticipation to the changes and improvements Baron Arkon will be able to make. He seems to have taken to the land with the same zeal he faces the open seas with. This lust for life will serve him well and help drive his ambitious projects.
He also seems to be enjoying keeping time with Callista. It makes me smile to watch them together. The tenderness which Arkon wraps the lass in will go a long way towards relieving the past heartaches both of them have endured.
James has decided to run for Governor of Britain. And though many may see this as little more than a jape by the rambunctious pooka, I believe that he would be not only good for the city, but a wonderful addition to the council of Governors. A little whimsy would help during some of those long meetings.
Kanaye has returned to Aegis. I say that though in all truth he never left Aegis. He has always kept his position as manager of the Knights Rest, and spends much time at the Bath House with Hun’ep.
Hun’ep has been excelling in her training, and Rowan has been assisting he in finding good armor as well as honing her skills.
Rowan worked with me a bit one night, and it surprised me to see how so few changes greatly improved my ability to wield a blade. It is something I have not cared to do for many years, but with times as they are, it has become necessary that I hone my skills.
The two younger pooka are at times running roughshod over Aegis, but the arrival of Prince Joshua of the fae court has given Hairy's life new meaning. He converted a floor of Pandemonium into a throne room which James helped to decorate.
A new gargoyle named Mak is staying in Innis Free and is a welcome addition to the area. He is friendly and well devoted to his training.
......What else?
I have tried to encourage Izzy to venture out more without me, and spend time among more folks. This is not done because I do not wish her company, but because I believe she needs to stretch herself more. Experience life to the fullest. What I succeeded in doing was hurting her, and making her think I no longer desired her near me.
That is the furthest thing from true.
Her smile awakens in me a life I have thought lay long dead. Since I have been separated from Jan and Kylee my heart has been walled off, sheltered as well as I could from the chance of loving again and perhaps losing another. There is not a day which passes that I do not think of my wife and child and long to be with them again. But I know now that it will never be so.
I had thought many times, and even considered ending my existence on this plain. But such an action would be a disruption in the flow of time, and doing something I had not the right to do might forever separate me from those awaiting me on the far side of the grey veil. And so, I decided to live my time out here and do the best I could to help others.
I did not look for love. I had known such a great love that I could never believe that another could awaken my heart to the possibility of sharing time with someone else again. It is not that I have not had women show interest in spending time with me. But each time I would find some reason that they did not measure up to my Jan. And so time after time, I allowed my heart to turn to stone and withdraw behind a wall of protection. I had my work to do, and when I was lonely late at night, I prowled the Glade or went hunting.
Izznet did not come to capture my heart at first. She had actually been hired and sent to take me captive and make me suffer for a wrong someone believed I had done to them. I am not sure what she saw in me that day which instead moved her to sit and talk with me, but I thank the great Rowan she did.
I had known the lady from some years past thought Avalon the watcher. The gargoyle had told me of the woman she had called her “Charge” and even spoke with some candor about the woman’s nature. As Izzy and I sat talking, she seemed to find my humor as offbeat as I knew it was. I am given to bad puns and horrible jokes. And the more nervous I become, the worse the jokes become.
And she made me nervous, in that good way.
Looking at her I could not help but notice her remarkable beauty. Her dark skin shimmered in the candle light of the room. From her head, a shower of white hair cascaded down he back, and fell gently over her breasts. Her eyes were mesmerizing, her lips red and inviting drew me in and made me long to touch her.
I know what some say about her, and what they day about me because of that they see her to be. But from that first day sitting with her my heart came to life. Each moment, every hour spent in her company did not make me forget my wife and child, but desire closeness with another again.
She resisted at first, wishing not to be seen as coming between a husband and wife. And I did what I could to keep my faith and vows spoken ten years ago this very month. But I did not just want her, I needed her. And I think in many ways she needed me too.
But always there are whisperings of someone not being allowed to come and go as they want. Some seem to believe I have sought to control Izznet’s life and movements. In truth, I have always encouraged her to move among others, have good friends, and do anything that she felt she would enjoy. My desire to see to her full feelings of being independent though has caused her undue stress and some level of pain.
How do you tell someone you love them so much that you are willing to set them free? And how do you do so while every fiber of your being wants to wrap itself around her and hold her close for fear of having your heart die again?
I am not sure there is a way to do this without one or both of us suffering greatly. We are bound together on a deep and spiritual level. And every time I stay away from home or head out to hunt on my own I find I spend more time sitting in some quiet area wishing she were at my side.
I do not believe people were intended to live their lives alone. But instead we are supposed to find someone and walk hand and hand, and heart to heart with them. And where I had thought my time to love and be loved were passed, I am delighted to discover that somewhere, someone took pity on my lonely heart, and sent another heart to beat in time with it.
He also seems to be enjoying keeping time with Callista. It makes me smile to watch them together. The tenderness which Arkon wraps the lass in will go a long way towards relieving the past heartaches both of them have endured.
James has decided to run for Governor of Britain. And though many may see this as little more than a jape by the rambunctious pooka, I believe that he would be not only good for the city, but a wonderful addition to the council of Governors. A little whimsy would help during some of those long meetings.
Kanaye has returned to Aegis. I say that though in all truth he never left Aegis. He has always kept his position as manager of the Knights Rest, and spends much time at the Bath House with Hun’ep.
Hun’ep has been excelling in her training, and Rowan has been assisting he in finding good armor as well as honing her skills.
Rowan worked with me a bit one night, and it surprised me to see how so few changes greatly improved my ability to wield a blade. It is something I have not cared to do for many years, but with times as they are, it has become necessary that I hone my skills.
The two younger pooka are at times running roughshod over Aegis, but the arrival of Prince Joshua of the fae court has given Hairy's life new meaning. He converted a floor of Pandemonium into a throne room which James helped to decorate.
A new gargoyle named Mak is staying in Innis Free and is a welcome addition to the area. He is friendly and well devoted to his training.
......What else?
I have tried to encourage Izzy to venture out more without me, and spend time among more folks. This is not done because I do not wish her company, but because I believe she needs to stretch herself more. Experience life to the fullest. What I succeeded in doing was hurting her, and making her think I no longer desired her near me.
That is the furthest thing from true.
Her smile awakens in me a life I have thought lay long dead. Since I have been separated from Jan and Kylee my heart has been walled off, sheltered as well as I could from the chance of loving again and perhaps losing another. There is not a day which passes that I do not think of my wife and child and long to be with them again. But I know now that it will never be so.
I had thought many times, and even considered ending my existence on this plain. But such an action would be a disruption in the flow of time, and doing something I had not the right to do might forever separate me from those awaiting me on the far side of the grey veil. And so, I decided to live my time out here and do the best I could to help others.
I did not look for love. I had known such a great love that I could never believe that another could awaken my heart to the possibility of sharing time with someone else again. It is not that I have not had women show interest in spending time with me. But each time I would find some reason that they did not measure up to my Jan. And so time after time, I allowed my heart to turn to stone and withdraw behind a wall of protection. I had my work to do, and when I was lonely late at night, I prowled the Glade or went hunting.
Izznet did not come to capture my heart at first. She had actually been hired and sent to take me captive and make me suffer for a wrong someone believed I had done to them. I am not sure what she saw in me that day which instead moved her to sit and talk with me, but I thank the great Rowan she did.
I had known the lady from some years past thought Avalon the watcher. The gargoyle had told me of the woman she had called her “Charge” and even spoke with some candor about the woman’s nature. As Izzy and I sat talking, she seemed to find my humor as offbeat as I knew it was. I am given to bad puns and horrible jokes. And the more nervous I become, the worse the jokes become.
And she made me nervous, in that good way.
Looking at her I could not help but notice her remarkable beauty. Her dark skin shimmered in the candle light of the room. From her head, a shower of white hair cascaded down he back, and fell gently over her breasts. Her eyes were mesmerizing, her lips red and inviting drew me in and made me long to touch her.
I know what some say about her, and what they day about me because of that they see her to be. But from that first day sitting with her my heart came to life. Each moment, every hour spent in her company did not make me forget my wife and child, but desire closeness with another again.
She resisted at first, wishing not to be seen as coming between a husband and wife. And I did what I could to keep my faith and vows spoken ten years ago this very month. But I did not just want her, I needed her. And I think in many ways she needed me too.
But always there are whisperings of someone not being allowed to come and go as they want. Some seem to believe I have sought to control Izznet’s life and movements. In truth, I have always encouraged her to move among others, have good friends, and do anything that she felt she would enjoy. My desire to see to her full feelings of being independent though has caused her undue stress and some level of pain.
How do you tell someone you love them so much that you are willing to set them free? And how do you do so while every fiber of your being wants to wrap itself around her and hold her close for fear of having your heart die again?
I am not sure there is a way to do this without one or both of us suffering greatly. We are bound together on a deep and spiritual level. And every time I stay away from home or head out to hunt on my own I find I spend more time sitting in some quiet area wishing she were at my side.
I do not believe people were intended to live their lives alone. But instead we are supposed to find someone and walk hand and hand, and heart to heart with them. And where I had thought my time to love and be loved were passed, I am delighted to discover that somewhere, someone took pity on my lonely heart, and sent another heart to beat in time with it.
