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Chapter 10

Far, far more than the dreams of my former self.
Added Sun Jun 15 19:30:12 2008 at level 51:

My former days of silk-winged flitting seem a mere shadow in the
shining excitement that my Elven life has become. Lady Iunna
chose me to be High Herald of the Eternal Star mere days ago, and
I intend to give this new position everything it deserves. The
Heralds seem to have gone too long without thriving, and it pains
me to have so, so very few like minds dashing about the Inn.

In addition to this new fame, I have been looking ever inward,
with great thanks to Seyriannia, who I doubt knows how her words
have impacted me. She spoke to me of maiden, mother, crone and
raven, and I began to recall the beliefs I held in the ever dimm-
ing time that I was a butterfly. I suppose religion, as most
Therans see it, does not truly call to me. I cannot forget those
tiny truths I knew as a butterfly. Spirits come and go, and they
reside within each living, and nonliving, thing. Some are big as
gods, and others are small as caterpillars. Somehow, it seems,
all of them are interconnected. I must worship life, or perhaps
spirituality itself, if I worship anything. Existence is a
beautiful whole, this is true. And what Seyriannia believes is
true as well. Ends are carefully tended into new beginnings.
Butterflies know this, even if they cannot be eloquent about it.

I am ever on a path of beginnings, it seems. I believe I will
see so many more in the years to come. And, if I can be High
Herald with any success, I will help in the shaping of many of
the beginnings I see.

Until the end, if ever there truly is one.