A Gypsy's Words

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Mierde! For the first time in a very long while I thought I was going to lose mi hermano last night. He sat unclothed by the hearth staring into the flames rarely speaking and that which he did say was incoherent, extremely difficult for me to piece together. Sweating yet shivering, his skin was morbidly pale and icy cold to the touch. The chest wound from whence his soul had been taken was at once healed yet open. No blood ran from its ragged edges but the torn flesh gaped wide nonetheless. His tremors made it impossible for him to hold steady the mug containing the healing potion I'd brewed for him, spilling the contents onto the floor immediately upon taking it into his hand. Alternatively, the spell of warmth I attempted to weave over him seemed to have no effect and half-way through the night he lost consciousness for a time. The look of emptiness in his eyes when he finally awakened spoke louder than the words whispered from his lips . . . "Skyler is gone. Aedon wishes my death? My love's leave-taking has already killed me." He then reached for his armour and donning it swore, "The Black Knight returns" as he raced out the door.

Madre de Dios this is muy malo.

[ancyous]

Kaylor collapsed at the door, his hand giving way to reveal a portion of his tunic had been torn asunder, a fountain of blood flowing from a deep stab wound beneath the destruction. Giving over to me a sanguine soaked parchment, his words were a mixture of agony and rage that left me to wonder at the true depth of their meaning. "Xanthus will die." He was too weak to fight so soon after the soul-taking. I healed the wound, but there remains no doubt in my mind that the damage shall linger eternal.

[ancyous]

Just finished talking to mi hermano about his attack on the nino in Yew last night. I explained his need to focus, find his center, gain some control back before he loses sight of his steps and ends up falling into Aedon's lair. The man believes Kaylor a "dead beast" who should be put out of his misery. Of course I know my brother better than anyone, understand what drives him and why, but this cannot be explained sufficiently to others' understanding therefore I don't even attempt it. I take up his prayers where he left them and support him as I may.

Lauranna is now with LICH. We had our differences not long ago, but that was then . . . She intrigues me.

[ancyous]

La mujer me dijo irse en el diagonal que soy el hermano de kaylor. Era un acto patético que sirve fomentar solamente la verdad ignorancia de ella. Soon she shall pay in kind for her haughty ways.

[ancyous]

As I look back on the Duchess' tossing me out of her tavern I still wonder at it. Truly I only wished a glass of wine and nothing more. I haven't a care for this world and its occupants, let alone its political paranoia. Kaylor is the only reason for my presence in Sosaria. Since we were children he has looked to me for solace in varying degrees. I heal him when he's wounded, provide him wisdom when he seeks it . . . and more often than not, when he doesn't. He has asked that I stand by him when he becomes a lich, creating a spell of illusion that will make him appear unchanged to all who set eyes upon him. While it hurts me to watch him walking this path of death, he is mi hermano and I shall support him in every possible way.

[ancyous]

Mi hermano está perdiendo su mente. He is tormented by hatred y amor. Holding captive la mujer de sus sueños, he vents his frustrations in murderous liberar. To tell him he is insane I would risk sending him even further over the edge. I am uncertain how to help him aparte de usar la magia. He must be assisted to find light within his darkness.

[ancyous]

Lost in the darkness,
Silence surrounds you.
Once there was morning,
Now endless night.

If I could reach you,
I'd guide you and teach you
To see in your darkness
To find the light.

Deep in your silence,
Please try to hear me;
I'll keep you near me
Till night passes by.

I will find the answer.
I'll never desert you
I promise you this
Till the day that I die... (*Lost In The Darkness-Jekyll & Hyde*)

Mañana, mi hermano. Tomorrow we begin.