I do not know...

April 3, 2010 - 5:23am — Bastilion

...what just came over me...but I found myself acting quite unlike myself just a moment ago.

What is it about seeing Amary that causes me to lose all sense of being proper?
Gallivanting around to avoid spells being tossed in my direction, casting them in return. Looking quite silly, even without my looks changed...
Ah, if Cousin could see me now...
He might call me a lovestruck fool.

And I do not believe he would be incorrect.

But I have other matters to write of.
Those dreams of mine have come to an odd turn. I had previously been dreaming of my cousin on his deathbed, but suddenly...it was though a vast leap in time took place, with images of...life.
Not the life of a nobleman.
But the life of a deer.
A stag to be precise.

And I swear this stag was in this forest...
Colored similar to myself, but with tan accents to his fur. And with curving golden antlers, almost as if mimicking the crown of a king.
...
I wonder...

I remain, quite curious,

Bastilion