Impossible Truth

Month: Brianna- Strong
Day: 1
Entry: 1

My name is Aly. Today is my fifteenth birthday. Next year I must perform the ceremony that will ensure my ability to become pregnant. I can't wait!
The only thing that ruins this is my appearance. I have the ugliest look in the whole village. I'm the only one with fiery red hair. Wavy, and cut at shoulder length. My papa had red hair, but he died in a battle, so I am the only one in my village with red hair. My sapphire eyes stand out with my big eyes. But my skin is white, creamy white. It's as if the sun never touched me.
I live in my village, protected from anything and everything. I don't know why I'm protected. They don't allow me to go out of my cottage without someone holding my hand. It bugs me, but they say its for my protection. I barely go outside though. And when I do, strange things happen. The earth ripples beneath my feet, acting like waves. The air surrounds me and somehow covers me with a cloud. Inside the cloud, water droplets start forming and splash me. Then a fire starts inside and burns away the cloud of mist. If I stay outside long enough, flames starts to lick my face and then earth, water, air and fire enter me and spirit comes out of me. That's only happened once though. Maybe if I stay outside longer on my walks, it will happen again.
Ah. They come here to feed me my food. I know they drug the food. But if I don't eat the food, then I could die, which I don't want to happen to me. So I eat the food and for some reason, the food makes me sleep for about two weeks minimum. Usually I end up zonking out for a month.
Anyways. I'd better stop this and start eating. I feel like I haven't eaten in a month, so I'm actually kind of hungry. More like starving. But yea. I'm going right now. Talk to you later.


Month: Alina- Beautiful
Day: 3
Entry: 2

I've just woken up. My door is still locked. Lucky for me, I still know the days. My calendar is next to my bed. They always change the day, everyday.
It's raining outside. Such a beautiful sight to see. I love the sound the rain makes as it falls onto something. I hope my sixteenth birthday will come soon. I think they are making the drugged food more powerful. I've never slept for more than thirty days.
When I woke up this morning, I felt a little different. I felt as though I had wet my bed, which was highly unlikely for I've never done that before. I always manage to go to the bathroom, sleepwalking. Anyways, I looked at my bed, and stained on the bed spread was blood. I screamed. Then something popped into my head. This was my menstrual cycle. Whatever that is.
Luckily for me, that embarrassing part was over. I still have things left to do. I need to go outside for my daily walk with someone. But there is no one coming to see me today. I am not permitted outside this room without permission. And my door is still locked. How can I do as I wish?
Finally! I see people coming. I guess my screaming beforehand kind of woke them. They seem a little tired and worried. What could they possibly be worried about... Oh... right. I was screaming earlier. But why would they be worried about me screaming. I mean, I could be screaming just for fun. Jeez. They always take everything so seriously. Sigh. I have to go stop them from coming in. Be right back.
Such an embarrassment for me. There were so many men out there, running as if to protect me from some monster. Ha. The only thing is that they also brought food for me. I think I'll have to explain to them that I cannot eat drugged food until my menstrual cycle for this month is over. None of the women would come here. I'll have to ask the men once more to have a woman come here.
A woman finally was brought here. I can't believe it. She looked scared and frightened at me. What is with these people? Why are the women afraid to come here? I wanted to ask the woman so many questions, but she kept whimpering and hand signaling against the evils.
I sighed at her and touched her arm to help her stand up. Instead she cowered. I could feel frustration pound in my head. I grabbed her arm and dragged her toward my bed. My blood stain was still on the bed spread. She gasped and then hugged me. Weird, right?
Then she started muttering something like, “It's too early... it's not right... she cannot have it now... but I must explain to her...” It was like she was talking to someone else. Someone outside perhaps. She kept pausing and cocking her head to the side, as if to be listening.
But now she's gone, and the men guarding me will not leave. I've tried once to leave the cottage, but the guards stopped me and said that I was in need of new clothes so I could not go out. I'm outraged at this, but I'm just a girl whereas they are my guards. They know what is better for me. Sigh.
I can see another woman walking toward my cottage. She is wrapped in a shawl and carries a basket full of things. I can't see what's in the basket exactly. She moves quickly, though. My guards have allowed her to enter. I will write later.
She has left. The lady is our sewing mistress. She told me to draw an outfit that I would like to wear and she would try to make it. Then she took measurements of my body, noting how much I grew and how much my body has developed.
Since she mentioned it, I begin to wonder now. How is it that I know so much, but at the the same time I know so little. Like my vocabulary. I know proper wordings, grammar, and whatever else I need to know for language. I know the history of my village, the wars, the fairies who have helped us. I know the mathematical equations and whatnot. I even know about plate tectonics and other science things. How I know these things I don't know. I don't even know a lot of the villagers. They seem to know me and dislike me or something.
But anyways, the seamstress has talked to me about the menstrual cycle. It happens about every month. Usually, they last for two to three days. They come again about every twenty-one to twenty-eight days. Great. But at least I know that it is possible for me to become pregnant.
Here are the dresses I drew for the seamstress to make:













I think I'd better stop writing. They come with the food again. I'm guessing it's more drugged than usual. Of course one of the dresses is finished since its here with the food, so I must put it on. I hope my menstrual cycle won't bleed through the dress. I would hate to have my new dress ruined by my blood. I'll write in you soon. The food is here. And there are more drugs in it...


Month: Grianne- Love
Day: 7
Entry: 3

They seem to be drugging my food more. I'm sleeping more than I thought I would. I'm craving for food right now. Hopefully my sleepwalking did it's job. I don't see any blood.
There's something strange about the way they treat me. It's as if they are trying to hold something back within me. I don't know. But if they were, what would they want to hold back? Maybe I should walk around to try to find answers. I can't bring you though, I'm sorry. I'll tell you about it instead when I get back.
Oh my gosh!!!!! I know why all the villagers are afraid of me. When I opened the door to walk outside, all my guards were shocked. I looked at them confused and walked outside. Automatically I turned towards the wood, sensing there was something wrong going on over there. As I neared the woods, my guards scrambled to grab me to bring me back to my cottage.
Suddenly one of the guards pulled back, clutching his hand. Surprised now, I glanced over at his hand. His hand hand turned black, almost like charcoal. It was as if his hand had been burned. The other guards, all except one, let go of my arm and turned to the injured guard.
Annoyed with the guards, I shook the remaining guard's hand off my arm. Turning to them I asked, “Why are you guys guarding over me as if I could blow this village to pieces if I wanted to?”
Shocked at my question, the guards stuttered phrases like, “how can she know... is she still ignorant of her powers... does she not remember?” They couldn't answer my question.
I'm guessing that something or somethings have happened to me when I was asleep and they were blaming me for the problems or whatever they were. But why would they mention “powers?” I don't have any powers. That's stupid. And I know what? Was I right on my guess? Have I blown up this village before and not even realized it? Or maybe it was when I was little. Because that would explain why I'm always isolated from everyone.
To test this, I looked up at the sky. There were no clouds up in the sky. Turning to the pond, I reached out my hand and pulled out a giant droplet. I carefully pulled and pushed the droplet into the sky. As I let go though, the droplet just fell to the ground, splashed my guards and soaked them.
Sighing, I spun my hands into a circle, I collected air into a sphere in my hands. Bringing the sphere up to the sky, I used it to collect sunlight. Then, I shone the sphere of air on the pond, making the top layer of water evaporate. Then I lifted my hand up into the air and created a cloud from the evaporated water. There wasn't enough rain in the cloud though, so I created a fire and placed it in the water. The water started to boil and evaporate. I gathered the evaporated water and condensed it all into a cloud.
Now reaching down to the earth, I caused a little flower to sprout. I made the water in the cloud fall down onto the flower, making the flower grow bigger and taller. Within two minutes instead of four weeks, the flower had sprouted grown.
I smiled to the guards, then dried them off with some fire. Looking at the injured guard. I knelt down and touched his hand. Spirit rushed through me and into him, cooling his hand and healing it. Finally, I withdrew my inner self from him and kind of fainted.
When I came to, the guards were looking up at me, scared and worried. I carefully sat up and noticed I was sitting on my bed. I wonder why the guards looked scared and frightened and worried for me, though. So as soon as they brought the food and left I wrote this down in you. Until next time.





Month: Airleas- Air
Day: 15
Entry: 4

Wow! Last month was weird. I don't know why I did that. Why do I keep waking up from my drugged sleep days after I'm supposed to? Ugh! Everything is so confusing now. HELP!!!!!
I also had a weird dream before I woke up. It was with one of my guards. We were running away from something together. And he kept trying to protect me while he was getting hurt. Finally the thing stopped chasing us. I tried to heal my guard, but I wasn't strong enough. I could hear, like, evil laughter the background, laughing at my failure.
After that, I woke up. I don't know what my dream was trying to tell me. Maybe something like there will be trouble in the future and only I can stop it. But when I most need my powers the most, they'll fail me. Either that, or when I want them the most. But then, that dream was so vivid. Almost as if it were actually going to happen sometime in the future.
I must tell someone about my dream... But who? Will they actually believe me? Will they listen? I can't bear to know this. This dream, perhaps it's a prophecy! Oh no! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Has this happened to me before? I guess I'll just call my guards and ask them about my dream. Be right back.
Wow! They actually believe me. Funny thing is that they kept looking at the guard who's hand I'd healed last month. I'm not sure if it was him in my dream, but I know the guy was one of my guards. Come to think of it now, I'm beginning to remember that the guard had his symbol on his armor. I wonder...
I'm also getting the image of what I was wearing in that dream/prophecy. Some filmy white dress. No straps. Flowy bottom but tight top to, kind of, emphasize my breasts. Narrow on the waist. And I had some sort of dress robe, very light and flimsy, on top of my dress. And I was barefoot.
I think I'll tell that to the guards, too. But that means I have to go outside again. Ugh! If I must, though, then I must. Be right back, again.
Oh my gosh!!! I shouldn't have told them that. They were staring at me, flabbergasted. I mean, who does that. I am going to be so dead. The guard who had been in my dream, kind of, took me off to the side, ignored the other guards' snickers, and told me what the dress was for! How could I have been so stupid. No wonder I've never seen anyone dressed like that before.
That dress is for the ceremony!!!!! I'm scared now. Since that means something weird is going to happen. And I don't know what it is. My guards aren't permitted to tell me. Oh no. What if... wait. Someone's bringing food for me. I don't wish to eat the drugged food.
I tried to refuse, but they forced me to eat it. I nearly spit it out. Actually, I did spit it out. Only after the guards told the guy who was forcing to eat He stopped like right after he learned about my dream. Sigh. I know I must eat it.
Anyways. The guy scurried out of my cottage. He's coming back here with a basket. I'm assuming he's bringing me more food that's been drugged. Since he's nearly here, I must stop writing in you. They mustn't know...
Sorry. They nearly caught me with you. Scared me when they came in. I ended up sitting on you to hide you. I'm sorry about that.
The guy who had the basket brought more food like I thought. The only difference was that this food wasn't drugged. I was surprised. Then I realized that I was still supposed to eat the drugged food. Which I will do, but as soon as I finish eating this meal. I've gotta finish eating though, so later.





Month: Cahir- Warrior
Day: 31
Entry: 5

Wow. Those drugs really kept me asleep. I still dreamed. Crazy dreams I have. I nearly woke up in one of the dreams, but since the food I eat is drugged, I slept through the whole nightmare. Scared me badly.
In the dream, I was running through the woods, still wearing the white nightgown. Tendrils of smoke tried to grasp me but I always managed to escape. At the break of dawn, the Thing in the smoke
screamed and then the smoke disappeared. A circle had remained around the area where the smoke had disappeared.
In the middle of the circle lay a man. I reached into the circle and a painful warmth trickled down my arm.. At the smell of blood, the man shot up like an arrow and moved at the speed of lightning towards me. Mainly by instinct, I stepped away from the circle. The man continued running and then slammed into an invisible force. He snarled at me then shouted something to me.
Shocked as I was, I was still unable to wake up. He shouted a line of words that sounded like a curse. Something along the lines of “haunt you for the rest of your life... even in dreams... won't stop until... drink blood.”
After his ranting passed, I saw a movement in the trees. My guard was walking towards me, but in a wide arc. He seemed to be afraid of this man. I wonder why...
I must ask my guard when I'm let out for my walk. The guard I dreamed about. The others would just snicker until they break out into laughter. I'll ask him when we are in the woods.
The guards come now. I must leave for my walk. Should I show you to him? No. I will wait until the time is just right.
I told my guard about the dream. His reaction was really strange. He looked at me with horror written all over his face, then fright, then he put his hard face on. He took my arm carefully and walked with me away from the rest of the guards, constantly sneaking furtive glances.
When we were out of anyone's hearing distance, he turned to me and told me about the man in my dream. Judging by what I had told him, he said that the man must have been a vampyre. A vampyre lives off of blood and moves at the speed of light. They hate light and circles control them whether they are in or out of the circle. If vampyres have Powers within them, they can visit a person. Yet, they must have drunk some blood of that person though.
This scared me since I had dreamed of him, which meant that he must have somehow drunk some of my blood. Then, probably since I looked scared, my guard gently laid his hand on my cheek and said, “You have no need to worry. We are here to protect you so no danger can reach you. I would die to protect you from any harm if need be. Besides, it would be impossible for a vampyre to come here when our village is full of commotion. Don't worry. Not all vampyres are bad, anyways. If you need me any at all, just yell out my name.”
That was impossible for me to do since I didn't know any of my guards' names. I told him so and his reply was mysterious.
“You will know when the time is right,” he told me. “Don't worry. But for now, you can just summon me by saying 'Guard.'”
I'm still scared about what had happened. But since my guard promises protection, I will relax.
Oh, I forgot to mention. After he told me those things, he kind of hugged me. I actually felt safe and comfortable. A warm feeling crept through the layers of my ribcage.
But that hug only lasted for two ephemeral seconds. He stepped back and stiffly brought me back to the rest of the guards. It was like I jumped into an icy lake, that withdrawal. Sigh. But that hug. It felt so... so nice.
Oh well. I must eat now. I wonder if my food is drugged this time. It seems to not be. But I don't know for sure. I'll asked my 'Guard.'
He said my food isn't drugged. I hope he's right. But he seemed surprised that I asked him. I wonder if they realized that I have known that my food was drugged all this time.
I've decided to ask my guard about my past. Like when I was younger. Just because I don't have any memories about my past. His response was that he would tell me tomorrow. I hope he remembers his promise though.
Happily for me though, I get to sleep naturally tonight. I don't know how often I will get to do this. I'll write in you tomorrow. Later.


Month: Adan- Little Fire
Day: 1
Entry: 6

Good morning! A day when I've actually been able to sleep for only one night. Very rare for me. Yet this seems kind of familiar. As if I've had a diary before when I was younger and wrote about this. Oh dear. I'll eat my breakfast first and then ask. I wonder...
Oh, my guard just came in here with my breakfast and a chest. I probably looked at him with amazement, but he ignored my looks. Instead, he gave me my breakfast and asked to see you.
Now I was scared. This was strange. How could he have possibly known about you? I silently handed him over to you and let him skim over what I have written in you so far.
He then gave me the chest.
I carefully opened the chest and gasped. Yes, I know. What could possibly surprise me in a chest. Clothes? Gold? More notebooks? Close.
Inside the chest lay heaps of diaries. Well... that depends on how you look at it. There were about ten diaries in it.
I carefully took them out and looked up at him. They were mine. I knew they were. But now I was scared. I could find out everything about my past. Why everything changed for me. Hungry for my past, I reached for the first book.
Instead of just reading the words and imagining what had happened, I seemed to explode in my mind and revisit those times. This diary is of when I was little, when I was about six. I feared nothing. I lived in bliss. I had fun. And there was always this boy, this Aidan. His face is clouded in my memory. Maybe if I read more I'll remember him.
Finally. I reached an entry where I wrote about him. His face cleared up a bit. His hair was the color of the oak trees I passed by on my walk. Yet much warmer. His eyes were green, yet they were moss green. I could gaze at them like a doe watching a bird. His skin pale as the peach tea given to me when I wake up. Rough with other girls, yet gentle with me, like always.
My eyes fluttered open. I called for Aidan. His response wasn't one I had imagined it to be. No, he wasn't Aidan. He was his brother. My guard was Damon. Damon who had cried passionately when he learned of his brothers death. Damon who had always watched over me when I felt lonely. Damon who had made my spirits rise after my heart broke. I remember now.
But my heart hadn't broken when Aidan died. Instead it cracked. Aidan was like my own brother. I loved him dearly.
Yet my guard was Damon. The one who I had always had feelings for. I loved Damon more than a brother. But he had rejected me, coldly. Or so it seemed. He had joined the guards whose job were to watch over the next priestess, queen, princess, whatever. Unknowingly, I was his top priority. He had to look after me. But there was a secret he kept from me. One that I would most definitely find out.
I laid my hand on his arm and begged him to tell me why I was treated like this. I wanted to know why I was isolated. Why I even had guards.
He looked at me carefully and asked to write it out in you. I agreed. But he left space for me to Write what had just happened.
Aly. There is a reason for you to be the way you are now. It is harder to explain it to you than it is to write it. This is why I chose to write it down. Others could just tell you heartlessly, but I can't.
It began when you were little. You always had a way with the elements. No matter where you were. You could mold them into other things.
When you were little, you knew what was going to happen to you. You could gaze into the future. You knew that you would be the one performing the ceremony. Everyone knew that though, but none had bothered to tell you about the ceremony.
Your mother was like you. She manifested other powers though. She could talk to animals and shape-shift. Our villagers were afraid of her, but they slowly overcame their fear as she slowly showed them that she would never harm them.
And then she met your father. They loved each other very much. She couldn't marry him until after her ceremony.
At the ceremony, she became afraid. She didn't realize what the ceremony was and how it would be performed until it had arrived. When she was to do the ceremony, she refused to do it with anyone except your father. Our villagers denied her plea and forced her to do it with another guard.
The ceremony is supposed to be full of love and joy and happiness. Instead, your mother performed the ceremony full of hate and anger and hurt. After a year and a day, she was allowed to marry.
She was granted her wish, allowed to marry your father. The day before your father left for battle, your mother knew that she was pregnant with you. She begged your father not to leave for battle, but he was a guard, and he had to protect what was most important to him. So he left, and was never seen again. We still don't know whether or not he is alive or dead.
Your mother cried on that day. She had a notion before he left that she would never see him again. Turns out she was right. A couple days later you were born, she died. You were left alone with no one to help you and teach you about what you had to know.
You grew up, getting older and more beautiful. When you were ten, you started to recognize your powers. You started practicing with them, but you couldn't control them. When you were working with air, huge gusts of wind were blowing through our village, forcing us to stay inside all day. You worked with fire next. You caused the entire village to burst into flames. Luckily, no one got hurt. Then came water. There was a huge flood that swept away our crops and cattle. We had to go to the next village to help us replenish what we had lost. Earth was last. Great cracks in the ground appeared and shook our cottages. We all evacuated, but our cottages were still lost.
There was a meeting and everyone agreed to have you isolated from us so you couldn't cause further damage. No one wanted to know what else you could do, what else you had in you. Only my brother and I were curious to stay around you.
We still played with you, but we protected you from the rumors and other harmful things that could come your way.
One day, we went through the woods and into the meadows to play. It got dark soon, so we started to head back. As we walked through the woods, everything changed. It was like the woods hated us and shifted their positions to get us lost.
In front of us, some distance away, some lights appeared. Two in fact. They were moving closer to us. At first we thought they were some villagers looking for us, but we were wrong. The thing came closer and closer without making a sound.
As it neared closer, we realized they were a pair of eyes. Scared, we huddled around each other. Then, the thing attacked us. Everything went black for all of us.
When we woke up, my brother was missing. There was a trail of blood leading farther into the woods, but we ignored it. We knew whose blood that was. Each of us were bitten. Two puncture marks on our necks that weren't bleeding but had dried blood around them.
We were scared. We realized how lost we were. Then you leaned toward a tree and spoke quietly. You had asked the tree kindly, “I'm sorry to disturb you, ancient one, but could you direct us back to our village. We would like to return as quickly and safely as possible.” You touched the tree's ancient bark and smiled.
You turned to me and told me how we would get back to our village. Then you fainted. I carried you back. When you woke, you couldn't remember what had happened. I was happy for that. But now I must tell you.
What I'm telling you, you must never tell anyone. Anyone. You must understand. If you told anyone, I would be killed.
When I was bitten, I had more blood drained out of me than you. The day after I had been bitten, I had a raging fever. The venom was spreading. But that was only inside of me. No one else noticed that. I felt like I had a fire racing around inside of me. What was happening to me was the change. I was becoming a vampyre. I didn't want this to happen to me, but it was.
I knew I wanted you safe, so I chose not to hunt humans. Instead, I hunted animals. I had hunter instincts inside of me. I always hunted extra so I would never want to drink your blood.
Luckily I still aged. If I didn't... I don't want to know what could possibly happen to me.
The vampyre just drank your blood. Why he did not change you like he did to me, I don't know, but it might have been because of your powers. They protected you somehow. He is the who haunts your dreams though. From that one time five years ago.
I am ashamed of myself for not being strong enough to protect us all. That is why I entered myself into training. I was careful not to show how much strength I actually had to the others. I still am.
I protect you for two reasons though. The first reason is because you are to become our mage and our priestess. You must be protected from those who wish you dead or want you gone.
The other reason is because I care about. You are like a little sister to me. But you're more than that to me. I... I love you. But I can't love you. It's not permitted. They have forbidden that. Because of what had happened to your mother.
I don't wish to change what might happen at your ceremony. Just forget about me and this.
After he finished writing, he kissed me. On the lips. But then he drew away from me. I was shocked. And happy. I felt my heart bursting.
I reached out and touched his face. He turned to face me. I leaned closer and kissed him on the lips. I knew I loved him and I could never forget him.
He drew back and smiled sadly at me. “I have to go now,” he told me. “Duty calls.” And left.
Then I read what he wrote.
I'm shocked now. He's a vampyre! But then that would explain why he told me yesterday that not all vampyres were bad. I still love him though.
I must eat now though. Til next time...


Month: Maher- Generous
Day:6
Entry: 7

The food was drugged. Big surprise though. I should have known. But now I realize something. I have to read through my diary entries to know what had happened before. I wonder if the drugs do that or if I just have amnesia. Maybe a bit of both.
I'm wondering now. How do I survive a month without eating? That's not normal. I'll ask Damon about this.
Oh my goddess. I really am in love with him. Oh dear. What can I do. What can I do? What can I do?!?!? Nothing. There's only six more months until the ceremony. Sigh. I'll just let it be.
I would like to go out for my walk. If only I could remember what I wanted to remember...
Oh! Right. My dream. It was weird. Almost like the one before. I can remember it! It was dark. And I was still running through the great woods. They scare me now. Branches were scratching my arms, roots were tripping me onto my feet and the night critters were making me jump at every sound they made. There was someone following me. The vampyre. Not Damon.
Help!!!!! I can still feel his breath. He's breathing on my shoulder. HELP!!!!! Please, someone. Help me. I must stop writing. I must go to get Damon...
I'm awake now. Damon is still here. He doesn't bother me. But there's something he's not telling me about what happened before I regained my consciousness. I need to talk to him. But he's completely ignoring him. Sigh. I'll try again.
I did it. I quietly walked up to him and hugged him. He turned and watched my face. Then, carefully, he lifted up my matted hair and gingerly touched my neck. It felt tender. His face had turned hard.
Carefully, I lifted up my hand and touched his face. The I cupped my hand under his chin and pulled him a little closer to me while leaning towards him. Our lips touched and it was bliss.
He pulled away again. I could tell he wanted to continue, but he was my guard. He wasn't allowed to do anything with me except protect me from any dangers. Again he touched my neck and turned away. His face was full of shame.
So I asked him what was wrong.
Now I'm frightened. When he was coming over here, there was a man kneeling down beside me. I was unconscious of this. And as Damon came closer to me to pull him off, he noticed that the man's mouth was on my neck.
He'd rushed over to pull the man off, but he realized that the man was a vampyre. Not just any vampyre, but one whom we had known. But he refused to say who it was. Why? I don't know. I just hope it wasn't because he was ashamed it would hurt my feelings someway.
At least I'm safe now. I told this to him. It's true. Or it seems so to be true.
But now onto the happy things. Sorta happy things. My ceremony's in six months! I can't wait for it to come. But now I beginning to think I know what the ceremony is. So I hope I'll be with Damon. I love him too much to not share the ceremony with him. If only it were allowed. But it's against the laws now. Sigh.
Oh right. I was going to ask Damon about how I manage to stay healthy all this time. Cuz like... right... I explained it earlier. I'll go ask.
He said that every three days, they wake me up to feed me. After I'm fed, I drop off to sleep again. While I'm asleep, they have someone carry me outside. Then while I'm outside, they tend to my room and clean it up. They don't know about you though, so I'm happy about that. I don't know why I'm happy for that though, but yeah.
Sigh. There are guards coming to check if I'm alright. I think. They are bringing an extra person with them. The poor guy is crying and the guards are scolding him. But now he seems to brighten up a bit as if he has heard some sort of good news. I wonder what for...
The guards come. I must hide you. I'll write later. I f possible...
I can't write much now. The guy who was brought here is to perform the ceremony with me. It's not fair. I don't want to perform it with him. He's still here, so I have to be careful when I'm writing in you.
About the guy, his name is Flynn. I don't care much about his name. His personality towards me creeps me out. It's like he wants to get close to me. He keeps trying to communicate with me and inches towards me when he talks. It's scary. I definitely don't like him.
It's time for bed now. Sadly he has to stay here. I've fixed him a room to stay, at the other end of my cottage. I hope he won't bug me while I eat. And sleep. Later...


Month: Coventina- Water Goddess
Day: 14
Entry: 8

Morning. I woke up to find myself garbed in some nightgown. Not like the one that will be used in the ceremony, but a different one. This one was a deep blue that matched my eyes. It had sleeves that billowed out at the ends and flew past my fingers. The top part of the gown was like a corset, but the bottom part flowed down. If I spun around in a circle, the skirt part would fly out like one of those dancing dresses. How did I get in this nightgown?
Flynn is still here. Scary fact that is. I don't like that. He keeps hovring around me and watching my every move. I wish he would just leave me alone. I don't want to share the ceremony with Flynn. He's... he's... he's so annoying. And his presence disturbs me. Maybe I shoule start writing this in another language. So I would feel more comfortable with this out. Should I try Gaelic? I can't write in Irish since it's the language of my people. And I'm already writing thins in English. So maybe I'll just switch over to Gaelic.
Wait one moment please. I just saw Flynn flipping through something. It seemed to be one of my diaries. I must stop him.
I can't believe he was flipping through my diaries!!! At least he didn't think they were my diaries. And at least he hasnt flipped through you. I'll write down our little conversation that we had:
Me: Flynn! What in the name of our Goddess do you think you are doing?
Flynn: What does it look like? I'm reading these stories that were left aside. They are very interesting. I would like to know what happens next in the story. And who these characters really represent. Because they actually have the same names of some of our villagers. They even talk about Aidan! Practically no one remembers him. He's died so long ago that no one cares to remember him.
Me: What do you know about these? Someone could have written personal things in them for MY EYES ONLY. You shouldn't be reading these. You shouldn't even be going through my things.
Flynn: Oh. Well I'm sorry, my dear. Then I'll just put them back where I found them. Is that ok, honey?
Me: I'm not your dear or your honey. Don't give me those nicknames! Now leave my cottage before I turn you into a toad or something. Get out!!!
Um... So I tend to get mad at him easily. It's not hard for me to do so. Since he's so irritating. He's so much like a mosquito bite the won't go away. Or a rash. And you can't stop scratching it. UGH!!!!!
This isn't right for me. I feel very lightheaded now. I need to eat my breakfast. Then go out for my walk to calm myself down. Thank Goddess the food is actually here.
Finally I've calmed down. I can think properly. Flynn must leave here as soon as possible. I don't want him. I want Damon. Please let me be with him instead. I know him so much better.
Time for my walk. I'll hide you somewhere where Flynn won't be able to find you. I can't bear the thought of Flynn flipping through all your pages and reading everything that I've written down. I'll hide you in my bed. Between the spreadsheets and the inside. Later.
Thank Goddess he didn't find you. I would have been scared to death of all the things he could report to the guards. That could possibly be unlikely, but I wouldn't want to risk it.