Ahmrun

    You can never truly return home after leaving. No matter how long your time spent there, or the moments you experienced, or the memories you made...time, heartless bastard that it is, alters all: your shape no longer fits the imprint you left behind. 

 Aunt Carri is back.  Finally!  The first I knew of it was when Karlie almost threw a plate of food she was carrying and dashed toward the door. I recognised the voice responding to Karlie's excited chatter immediately and confess that I too, felt an immediate sense of relief.

Karlie has slowed the pace of her activity finally. She's picked up a bit of Aunt Carri's discipline in the time they worked together. I lay on my cot with my left leg elevated and properly bandaged now, the sword thrust I'd taken numb for the time being.  

The good news, aside from the fact that Karlie says there should be no permanent damage done to my leg, is that we killed eleven bandits and the work to rebuild Lucey's farm has already started.

Lucey Lightfoot.  An interesting woman. Strong, though she doesn't admit it. I have seen her for some time around Bree and she's made it her own, in her own way.  For a blind woman, she's one of the most active people I've seen.