SEVENTH ENTRY

Well, that was an experience. My memories are coming back but are still a bit to hazy for me to start writing down. Though that might just be the drink. I’m a little hungover. I know I could just lay on hands but the pain is something nicer to think about than what happened yesterday.
 
I’m glad my friends were there with me, I would never have been able to get my memories back on my own, even if I hadn’t needed the help of their gods and had just needed to deal with the memory child I’d have failed.
 
I’m very glad Midna and Mery weren’t there.
 
Oh dear I guess I should write down what exactly happened with the ritual in case I ever have need to recall it.
 
First my friends were arranged in a circle around me and with a priest dancing and singing between us.
 
Then my friends were questioned by their respective gods, one of my friends was whisked away by her god and replaced.
 
Then I was asked why I liked my friends by Sarenrae herself, I must admit I lost my composure and I would have been the happiest I’d ever been if not for what happened next.
 
I HAD TO FIGHT CHILDREN AND A CLOUD, CLOUDS AND CHILDREN ARE HAPPY GOOD THINGS BUT THESE WERE EVIL. IF GOOD THINGS CAN BE EVIL THAN EVIL THINGS MUST BE ABLE TO BE GOOD AS WELL. This is a terrifying notion.
 
Then Aniks had to finish the ceremony for me as I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Killing a child that wasn’t evil nor good that looked like me.
 
Mind you I’m thankful, but I wished he’d told me to close my eyes or walk away before he killed her.
 
Thankfully the drink helps, I see why Pin likes it so much.