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The Personal Diary of Miss Jackilyn Blackburrow, Entry Thirty Four



Spent time with me friend, me dear sweet Bild, and a bit with his brother Maurr. I didn't realise how much I needed to get off me chest till we both started nattering. That be the best kind of friend, someone you can just be honest with and they don't judge you, they just listen and give the best advice they can. We spoke for ages, and although it were a bad time what with Yurri passing and all,  I think it were good to have something normal happen.   Yurri, blimming angry dwarf he were, I prefer the ones that be less growly and more like me friends, though maybe it weren't his fault he be like that.  After I left his place, I felt more at ease, like a weight had been lifted, but, it's back now and I hate it. I know what be troubling me, it's been there at the back of me mind, day in, day out and I just want it to go. I know I need to confront this but every time I think about it, I just hide, and the last time I did it cost be a good deal of silver. Buying things takes me mind off of stuff, knowing that them things will make another smile, knowing the thought I put into the gift be appreciated.

On to cheerier things!  I got everything I wanted for me family and friends, I even treated meself to something that be a proper indulgence, not really practical, but, sparkly ink!  The dwarf that sold it to me said it were made up from the dust of something called pyrite, he said it looks like gold but it be common as muck, a bit like some ladies I've seen out and about! Alright Jacki, that were a bit mean, true, but mean.  The ink though, it be beautiful and I plan to use it whenever I can, and given yule be here soon then a bit of pretty will go down well on the letters I'll be sending. 

Ath says we be leaving now. He'll be awake soon. Last night he just went to bed, tired as can be, but I couldn't sleep, not proper. If I did, I'd miss moments, so I snuck out of that house, wrapped me cloak around me and sat overlooking some of them there large crystals, and I made a list, tried to put me mind in order. Fat chance of that Jacki, even with me list I ain't any the wiser. By the time I got to bed I must have barely shut me eyes before I were awake again, and here I be, writing this, eating something called a rock cake, though there ain't any rocks in it.  I must say, I am looking forward to seeing some folk, others not so much, most certainly Bailey and the goats.  I've missed the dance, but there will be other things happening soon, mostly good I hope.