From a bright sunny day all seems so serene. But, lurking just beneath this mirror like perfect day lies the shadows of death and destruction. Many places I have seen recently and yet it all seems like some weird dream. If only to close my eyes and wake up from this strange place.
As I travel onward, and meet more people. I have come to realize that most fight each other out of trying to prove they can win. When shadows are all around them and they slowly lose a bit of them selves with each battle.
The path seems long but only for a little while until I have found sanctuary once again. A place to rest and think and gather my thoughts around me. Almost like a covering, a blanket of thoughts perhaps. Soothing my tired soul and mind. But, perhaps I should start at the beginning and show you the start of this odd and strange journey.
I grew up with my eight brothers, with me in the middle of them all. Of affluent parents, The Lord and Lady of Iona. An island off the north east coast, surrounded by water on all sides. A very secluded but beautiful place. My parents saw the value of sending me to school on the mainland. A miner\'s town, with mountains on three sides.. It was there i made my truest friend of all, Niamb. She became a constant companion of mine, all through my childhood. Growing up with so many brothers is how I learned to fight and defend myself. Even though I was not supposed to learn such things. My brothers did not mind and included me in all their training as often as I could steal away from my own duties within the house and school work. |