Ardeghon Dalgren - A Diary
Part I
I decided to start writing a diary, so that people may know about my life after I'm dead. Why so sudden? I suppose because of recent events. I can talk to others about it but it has always helped me to write it down, therefore, this diary.
Love is a strange, peculiar and complicated thing. It can make someone the happiest person he'll ever be. And a second afterwards, that happiness is gone and he has no desire to embrace life anymore. Both of them happened to me in one day and one night. Writing down names has no use, since I know all too well who I'm talking about.
I was in love, still am. It blinded me, rendering me unable to see reason. I received a letter after we spent a night together. A long and beautifully written letter, yet it contained grave news for me. She could be a writer like me, without any effort, heh. A letter cointaining that the night we spent together was a night she would never forget. And nor would she forget me. Again I heard those words that I have heard countless times before: '' You shall always have a special place in my heart.'' and ''You carry a light with you.'' I've heard those sentences countless times. And slowly, I'm starting to realise that I don't want that bloody light. I've never asked for it. Six years ago, at the age of twenty-seven I decided that I had enough of war. I decided that I'd go to Bree to live my life. To find a wife, one whom I could love with all my heart, soul, mind, body and everything else that I am able to love with. Children perhaps... To carry on my name and my way of life. A calm and peaceful life, as long as possible. For I knew war would find its way back to me. In the letter she also admitted that she has feelings for someone else.
I was torn up inside. I left her a letter. In that letter I told her that my most valuable and dearest posession was now hers. It was waiting for her in my house. A book. A drawing of me on one side of the cover and the other side depicted my brother.
Enough rambling for now... I'll continue later, I need to tend to some errands...
I decided to start writing a diary, so that people may know about my life after I'm dead. Why so sudden? I suppose because of recent events. I can talk to others about it but it has always helped me to write it down, therefore, this diary.
Love is a strange, peculiar and complicated thing. It can make someone the happiest person he'll ever be. And a second afterwards, that happiness is gone and he has no desire to embrace life anymore. Both of them happened to me in one day and one night. Writing down names has no use, since I know all too well who I'm talking about.
I was in love, still am. It blinded me, rendering me unable to see reason. I received a letter after we spent a night together. A long and beautifully written letter, yet it contained grave news for me. She could be a writer like me, without any effort, heh. A letter cointaining that the night we spent together was a night she would never forget. And nor would she forget me. Again I heard those words that I have heard countless times before: '' You shall always have a special place in my heart.'' and ''You carry a light with you.'' I've heard those sentences countless times. And slowly, I'm starting to realise that I don't want that bloody light. I've never asked for it. Six years ago, at the age of twenty-seven I decided that I had enough of war. I decided that I'd go to Bree to live my life. To find a wife, one whom I could love with all my heart, soul, mind, body and everything else that I am able to love with. Children perhaps... To carry on my name and my way of life. A calm and peaceful life, as long as possible. For I knew war would find its way back to me. In the letter she also admitted that she has feelings for someone else.
I was torn up inside. I left her a letter. In that letter I told her that my most valuable and dearest posession was now hers. It was waiting for her in my house. A book. A drawing of me on one side of the cover and the other side depicted my brother.
Enough rambling for now... I'll continue later, I need to tend to some errands...
