The air has been cleared and Elune has sent a blessing upon us. No longer will I run.

I cannot believe I am the same woman that sat in a miserable heap on the steps of the Cathedral, last night, demanding the humans' God to give me guidance. I had stop sending my prayers to Elune. I should have known she would not abandon me. I know it was she that sent me the dream last night, showing me my life as an old crone, all alone. And showing me a vision of Eius, his soul twisted with hatred and a deathbringer being relentlessly hunted.

I recall and shake my head at the misery I inflicted upon myself and Eius. Even poor Hanse! I am lucky he found it in his heart to forgive me. I release the guilt I felt for loving someone when my heart was supposed to belong to another.

Ah, and the shame I felt last night when I treated Eius so badly in front of Hotara. Instead of being a healer, I just brought more pain. That is not me. I am not made to be in the dark, it is not my nature. I cannot wallow around in self-pity, any longer. I made myself crazy with all my doubts.

I have been released, free to love, free to share. I could not hold back anymore, from telling Eius the truth of my feelings, of my worries. Imagine my suprise when he revealed his own. Who would have thought a man, so bent on being alone, so bent on holding everyone at arms length, could speak such words that released my fears.

I know now, I do not have to hide. Not from him, not from Elune, nor my friends.

Elune's mercy shines within me even brighter now.

So, I close you now little journal of misery, bound in black. I will bury you deep within the snow, far from my new home, and wash my hands clean of all the taint this past months have held.

I will begin my life anew.