Every passing day I become more and more aware of myself and the world. I remember things I've done without memory now, including the mentorship of a woman named Yuldra. I don't know how, perhaps this crystal in my pocket, but I gave guidance to her in a time of need. She is a warlock, bound to Freyja. A good thing it was her and not one of her subservients, for valkyries are sometimes cruel.
I also am beginning to remember a plan I laid centuries ago to defeat my brother. Perhaps I'll write it down to collect my thoughts.