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Gwynnestri Killetlithar
Gwen


Hi. I'm Gwynnestri (DO NOT call me Gwen). What else do I need to put here?


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Tue 7th Mar 2023 12:37

#1.

by Gwynnestri Killetlithar

I am not quite sure what I will get out of writing in here, but Gail says writing helps him express his emotions, and Aldarian seems to think the same, so I thought I would give it a shot. This is not going to be poetic or interesting, so don't expect anything good. (I'm looking at you, Cescillia).
 
I feel as though I'm in slow motion.
 
Perhaps it's my age, or how fast everything is moving all of a sudden, but I feel as though everyone and everything is moving a mile a minute while I'm stuck moving at a snails pace. It's nice, sometimes, but then there's times where I get a headache so terrible I simply wish to feed myself to Blight because it's all just too much at once.
I get up in the mornings and stick to my routine, but then we're suddenly fighting a vampire that drinks Holy Water as though it's apple juice, and I'm finding out she killed my grand-aunt, and I can't help but think: How is this right? How is this what we have to do?
My life was quaint, and it was lovely, yet I yearned for adventure; never once did I chase it, but now it's been sprung upon me and I feel I somewhat regret it. I love the experience and the adventure, but there's moments where everything goes still and I can't hear anything around me aside from the distant, grating voices of people from my past, condemning me for everything I've done that led me to this point.
 
I love the Guild like they're my family; some of them are my family, but I don't know if they truly understand me. It sounds like I'm brooding, I know, but they will never experience the extreme whiplash of suddenly having a life of non-stop thrill after 427 years of waiting for something to happen. Sure, there was the occasional thrill, the occasional battle for our lives, but nothing like this. I've nearly died more times in the past couple of months than I have in four centuries. It really catches up with you.
 
I guess I'm just tired, I don't know. Maybe I'll ask Gail to stay with me one day while I rest; I feel something akin to normal around him. He's safe. Dave too; I adore that boy more than I ever thought I could.
 
For now, though, we have to keep moving, right? And I suppose I'll try to keep writing, too. It is quite mind numbing, but in a good way. Kind of. I think.

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#2.

My mother always tells me that home is where you make it, and I'm starting to understand that phrase more and more every day. Home is where I make it; home is wherever I am because I am my home. Blight is my home. My people are my home, whether that's my ...

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