July 21, 2011 - 12:23am — Zergarikiaka
[=crimson]
There seems to be more liveliness in the forest lately. The past few days have been becoming increasingly eventful, in comparison to the long series of uneventful days and nights past this year so far. There has not necessarily been the kind of activity that I had once written of, in which blood had been repeatedly shed, but the telltale signs of the past promising to repeat itself have appeared.
A few days ago, I continued my usual toiling at the ruins. I would have thought that by now the roots of those weeds would have been uprooted completely by now. Regardless... I could not help but notice a certain blue doe watching from the nearby hills, beside a sleeping Wesker. At some point she sprinted into my path to cover her Hoshiko's grave. I have never touched that grave, so I do not understand why she thinks I will do something to it. Of course, I would be justified in doing so, considering how often her vile mate has uprooted and defiled my dear Laghodessa's gravesite. My blood boils to this day at the memory. Not once in the recent months has that little doe greeted me properly. She endlessly stalks and stares, often having her Wesker, children and evident grandchild with her.
On that thought... Archelius, when are you going to look for a mate? Hnn... I'll have to convince him to join the rut this year. Older than sand… and I am still not a biological grandfather. Adopting the occasional fawn for a day to be such doesn't quite fill that position. What is this...
Beside the blue doe, there have been several spirits appearing lately. I nearly lost track of all the ghostly faces that appeared. Some I will admit were not familiar. Among those to actually pay a visit that day, however, was Nightmare. I appreciated his company, for the time it lasted. It is concerning to see so many spirits growing restless. This can only indicate chaos coming in the near future.
