Role

Chapter 13

It's strange. As time passes, I find myself thinking of home more and more.

From our house, above the city, we had the most spectacular view. The world
outside our balcany was a display of beauty and wonder. I remember seeing
my mother and father standing together. He, with his hand on the small of
her back.

They might be standing with one of my elder sisters at their side. Proud of
their lovely offspring.

They are fond memories. And they are all mine. They warm me through the cold
of war. They keep me grounded when I dream of grandeur. They remind me of
who I am and will always be. Eilela Eldwhen. Middle child of the Eldwhen
sisters. Darsylon Elf.

The entry ends here.