Rickstan

I suppose. Maybe I should just accept it that nobody will take me seriously. Oh I know I'm very lucky with my friends and loved ones. Yes I can call them that. Is Dernwynn beloved to me? Of course she is.

I had to step away, Ria wanted to talk about some things. Where was I?

It's over. It's done. He's dead. I saw him fall with my own eyes by the hands of his own Son. It was a sight which filled me with many mixed feelings. Relief, renewed jealousy for my own Father's death, shock at seeing a man I know for happiness and a commonly joyful spirit showing such a side I'd never seen before. I had no idea he could move in such a way, nor that he could fight like that.

Am I wrong for feeling hopeful that soon, very soon, everything will go back to how it should be? Nothing has been right for weeks, even months. What was once such a happy place has people divided.

He is dead. Many days have gone by and where he lay and how he reached his end is still not known to me. Do I even want to know? I still feel anger and hatred. It's deep and raw, clawing to get out yet years of burying how I truly feel is helping me keep it from surfacing. Though, admittedly I have taken it out on Dernwynn already. And she had words for me in return. I deserved them.

Rick,

I finally saw him, the man in black that everyone had been mentioning and being concerned over. It was thanks to Miss Dernwynn's boldness that she believed, most strongly, this is the man that our Ria saw in the window that night. She still feels very strongly it was a dream.

Today was so hot it was almost unbearable, even finding shaded spots didn't help. Going inside would just be worse. I ended up just sitting there and accepting the fact I might melt into the ground. There would have been worse ways to die. Working on the farm in the morning wasn't too bad, but once it was midday and I was already exhausted from the mornings work, I felt like a fish that had been left on a scorching bank of sand.

Just when you think everything is calm, something will happen to shatter it. I should have expected it really. Nothing good ever came from a long period of peace. I was too comfortable in my new routine to notice anything odd going on around me. And once again it involves my blasted Father....