Entry 1

Written in Titanic
 
My Shaman’s vision has brought me far from my clan. I can hardly hear the songs of my people, surrounded as I am by all the noise and strangers, the sick, wounded, lame.. I am at a loss as to why I am here, and them as well.
I cannot speak to their language, they all stare at me as if I am a dragon and might snatch them up; I held a place of honour among my clan. Here I.. do not know.
I will continue to sing my clans song as night comes, waiting for words of wisdom from Her, for I have none.