Eighth Entry

It has been..so long since last I wrote.
I do not wish to recall events which led me here, back to Bree. I am no longer with the Order of the Seven. I believe all of them are dead now. I saw with my own eyes that some certainly were killed. Eskleth died fo

I will not recall these things. No. I do not wish to record them. I will only record some of what came to pass.

Qais bumped into me somewhere in the North Downs..near Trestlebridge, I believe?
He thought the reason I was remaining away from home, from those I loved, was because of Owena's death. Partially, he may have been correct. It seemed to me that everywhere I went, those I loved died. Those who loved me.
He said he would stay with me until I came home. But I...left in the night. I did not wish to see him endangered because of me. But now I am not sure how I will be able to face him. I know it hurt him.

After a handful of days which I did not bother to count, Sewyn somehow tracked me down. He left Bree to find me. All of those times where I felt that he felt nothing but resentment and annoyance toward me...but then he spoke so very gently. He held me as I poured out months, perhaps even a year of pain. He overturned each invading thought of mine, until I no longer believed them so solidly. He ask actually told me to come back to Bree with him. And he did not take no for an answer either.
He brought me home. (Me and another girl who somehow knew Ash. I cannot recall her name, however.)

He has taken me on a few ventures since then.
He got us quite lost once, in a terribly cold place. Not the kind of cold that brings snow...but it was as if you could feel the malice and evil which did lurk there. He kept his sword drawn, having me stand slightly behind. We trudged forward as he fought ghosts of the past. Though he did not want me to draw my sword, my hand was always ready to if the time came.
Fortunately, we escaped that mess  and we escaped wholly unharmed.
~Lissi