I am walking in silence again. Half a tenday at least, just me and Firdrim. Time to dwell deep in my mind.
The words still echo in my mind, follow me during reverie. The blue eyes burn in my mind, still. However, for now, the demon stays silent. Alexander said it had been slain, banished. I pray to the Seldarine, that this is true. However, he had doubts, said it could return. Three days and nights have passed, no sign of her.I remember you. I will see you again in three days.
My heart feels lighter now. The burden of that night, when I carried that box, seems to have dwindled. The demon must have set her eyes on me at that moment. Is that why she ambushed us south of Beregost, that other night? I remember the black fog, the demons emerging, searching, hunting.
Vind decided to hide me from the world. Two days and nights, guarded at all times. I remember the archmage, when I entered the bath at the inn, with four guards. It was strange, wrong.
Elyssa later moved me to Doron Amar. And that day, the black fog returned. Was it because of me? Was it because of the avariel, which had been found, the slave, pet, of the demon? Or the cursed tablet alone? I snuck out of the temple, where they had tried to hide me, and joined the defenders at the tree. I could not sit idle, like a damsel in distress, waiting for a knight in shining armor on a white horse, to rescue me. I am ria - a huntress.
I do not remember much of the fight, which had started before I joined. My bow sent arrow after arrow at these eyes, these eyes, eyes in the fog. Feleron and Alexander disappearing. Elyssa falling, then rising again. Feleron and Alexander returning. Then, it was over.
My body still trembles, when I think of it. It reminds me too much of that night.
Firdrim is getting hungry, pecking on my ears. I will write more, later, when my mind is not in chaos.
Solrialyn Kennyrtlithar