Memories. Its amazing how much you don't miss them until you suddenly remember them. Then again, if you don't remember them, how do you miss them?

I went to look into the rumors of a new temple last night. After all, I've met all the other gods of this land, why not look into this one? It was a fascinating place.. And I met the mistress of that place. She was not what I expeted, that's certain. She was definitely not human, no matter what she may appear to be. She was kind to me.. and she helped me remember so much. I didn't realize it until later, but, for the first time in years.. I cried. And those tears become gems.She gave me one of these gems, telling me that it is another memory.

She's given me courage to try to truly live again.. Something I didn't even realize I was afraid to do until I met her. One thing is truly certain, I'll have to get a place to live other than my room in the Fiddler's Green. If nothing else, I've got to have a place to keep a wardrobe. I realized that I've been wearing almost exactly the same thing since I returned to life, and its all in grey. Grey! Yuck!