4th 2nd, 3241
I woke up at the church. I was expecting to still be caked in poultice. I should have needed at least a couple more days of treatment and rest to fully recover. But by some miracle there I was, just fine. I wished that this nightmare could just end but it seems that is not in the cards. I had to get out.
No one could know about my spontaneous…recovery. So I limped around the church holding my wounded arm. One of the girls directed me to a washing basin. It wasn’t a mirror, but it was enough to confirm what they said yesterday. The birth mark is different. I don’t know how or why. I need to know.
On my way out the Speaker stopped me. I didn’t notice him earlier but he could have been watching me. He might know…He said that the council would need to speak with me later today. I don’t remember what I said, but I just needed to get out so out I went, back to the place where the light erupted.
It’s worth than expected. The ground was scorched in the same new pattern on my face. It was definitely me! What.The.Fuck. I’m just a kid how could I do something like this?! I trashed the area so no one would see what I saw. Hopefully I can just lie my way out of it, it must be hearsay.
On my way back home I hugged the coast, free from prying eyes I could relax. Or so I thought. Passing the coast by the Sorastrophels Dazen came out to greet me. He seemed to mean well so I accepted his invitation to come inside. I don’t remember him being such a good hand at home that he could have fixed everything so fast. How did he do that?
His home was clean as well, freshly stocked and with a spiced porridge on the fire. I joined him for a meal and to discuss. He confided in me that yes he can do magic, and further, he can heal. How could someone with such amazing power keep it in secret? I don’t know but hiding out was incredibly selfish when he could have been helping people. He didn’t seem to do it out of ill will but he’s fooled himself into thinking it was an altruistic choice. Nevertheless, it was brave to speak so openly. So I shared what I knew: yes the light happened, around me, and I didn’t know how or why.
Something was wrong though. Something is always wrong now. We were drugged somehow. The world was bending, colors were streaming. Then a strange elf girl, or what looked like an elf, appeared. Her name is Gwyn and she gave Dazen some kind of power. She wrote in his book. Or he did. I’m not sure. But the book has writing now and it isn’t a language I recognize.
Soon the rest of Dazen’s crew arrived. Arius was staying on the farm. I like him. He is forthcoming. It’s a virtue I respect. I wish I had the luxury to be as forthcoming as he is. I need to stop getting into situations where that becomes impossible. It was extremely distasteful listening to them plot how best to lie to the council. Allieua needs to change if people who are trying to help are the one’s getting blamed. For my part I want to stay out of this scandal. I don’t know what happened, or why.
We gathered later at the church for the hearing. Hopefully the elders will realize that what I and the others did was an honest effort to help. I wish the truth would liberate us. Sadly I don’t think it will and I don’t see another way to go. I need to go home and get ready.