Role

Chapter 3

What have I done!? It feels as if every bit of passion has drained from me.
This once happy, joyful elf, wishing to spread passion amongst the fortress.
I feel she has escaped my heart, and only a feeling of grief and despair
lingers. I want that passion back... but I just don't know how.

I have listened and spoke with many about this incident, the one that tears my
heart asunder, leaving me wallowing in tears at night, having nightmares,
amongst other ailments in my mind. I just can't seem to get a hold of my
ever-so fleeting heart. The Cardinal even helped me in doing what I could
for the nomad tribe that experienced the pain of losing a loved one, even
though their glares were so cold and hurtful, I am glad I was able to do
something, even if it felt like nothing. The Captain shared this experience
with me, and has encountered it before, and yet I feel even more terrible as
my actions caused her to be a part of this as well. GODS I'M SUCH A SCREWUP!

Illy, my sweet elven sister, she, she helped me a lot with just sitting about
the inn, boozing and chatting. I giggled a few times, though the lingering
depression still weighed on my heart, she made me feel more at ease. She
is someone I'd consider no truer a sister to me than any, my little turkey!
If I didn't dread this feeling of being so lost, perhaps her deity's teachings
might have resonated with me.

I just hope, I pray, I plead that I can get my passion back, as I don't like this feeling of
grief. Time... they all say time is good for these situations..,. but I am
experiencing the now, not the then.