10th of Hoerfest in the year 276
It has been many long years now since I have been truely settled in Sable. Maybe it's an elven way, perhaps not. I've seen many elves settle for a lifetime. I suppose it's just not for me. I have grown too restless to call Sable my permanent and only home. I yearn for the freedom of my younger days. The excitement of never knowing where the next day will take you. Waking in a different paramour's bed at each sunrise. Ah.... those were the days.
I suppose Sable will always be home to me. I still can't resist returning there from time to time so see a familiar face, to lay with a lover from days past, to spark a fond memory. But there is little to keep me here now. I have always tended to bore easily, but then Sable offered me so much over the decades I have spent there. No where else has kept me and bound me as Sable and my bonds there had. So I thank all of you who have been a part of my life.
My Oath in particular.
Ah yes, my Oath. Old now as he is, our souls will be forever entwined, no matter how far I may travel, or how long I may be gone without returning. But everything has it's time and it's end. He has allowed me to see weakness in him that I have found unbearable to accept. When I thought I had lost him those years ago, something in me died, and remains so dispite his return to us. My sweet Oath, I will miss him the most of all.
So I leave you now, with the scrawlings in these journals for you to peruse at your leisure. Much of the information contained in these accounts are now outdated, but it does give you a glimpse at least into my past and times in Sable. Perhaps one day there will be a new time for me there, in the only place I have ever truely called Home. In the meantime, I am off - spreading the word and ways of Bast to those in need of truth and salvation.
Time can only tell where this path I walk will take me. |
