It didn’t work…

I am sick. not because it did not work, but because something worked.

I guess I should be a little more clear. It is hard to focus my thoughts though. It is even harder to stay awake. They are upset that I am writing this and I promised them that I would keep it short. They wish they knew what I was writing about, but I am keeping this private. It won’t be long before they will insist though.

Back to what happened…or as much as I can reveal. I won’t say too much, in case they will read this…I was attempting to contact the…well, I guess I will say it. They will find this part out sooner or later. I was attempting to contact the gods. Perhaps if they know I cannot do it, they will know that whatever they want me for, I am not as strong as they think I am.

Anyway, the attempt failed but something came me…something is with me. Something is on me. It is making me sick. I don’t know if I am going to survive this. I can’t stay awake any more….

I miss my mother

I try to be strong. I try to be wise. I try hiding any vulnerability from these strangers. Nevertheless, I miss my mother. Why did they have to take me from her? If they wanted me, why could they not they take they take us both…or better yet, invite us to come? I am sure that mother would have let us go to help them with whatever it is they need help with. It is not that they had to resort to these measures. They did not have to separate us. What kind of monsters takes a child from her mother? Especially one that still needs training…guidance? It would serve them right if I will not do what they ask…or better yet, if I cannot do what they wish. Will not, they can still force me to, but if I cannot, then they would not be able to force me to, no matter what they tried.

It is amazing to me the short time we have actually been to sea. It feels like an eternity. Every time I see my captor or the woman, I want to ask them if we have arrived yet, but I know that we have a very long journey ahead of us. Perhaps there is some way that the voyage will pass by faster.

What I am afraid of, however, is that for every fathom that we travel, it takes me that much farther away from mother…oh, and the rest of the village.

It makes me wonder if the man who is my father…if he was around, if this would have happened? Perhaps he would have been able to protect mother and I better…and the village. I feel much like the village idiot right at this moment.

~Allorana

Crystals

Being on the water makes me miss the crystals. the glitter of the sun on the waves reminds me of the sun shining off the crystals and stone that we use for everything.

There are all sorts of crystals that we use…lapis lazuli is one of my favorites…it sure is pretty.

All the same, the one that we use above all others are the Seeds. They are all over on Lemuria. They are so many, and the land gives them up so freely, that, we can go for a walk, and we can see dozens laying all around…especially in the sand.

We use the Seed crystal for so many things…healing, communication, divination…mostly, we use it for record keeping. Long ago, we found a way to record our knowledge into these crystals.

As usual, mother has yet to teach me how to do this.

Some of the Elder’s know how to do it, though it is mostly the Priest’s, Priestesses and attendants that know how.

They know all the good stuff.

According to Mother, I have power. I don’t know why she keeps putting me off on some of the things she could teach me. If I knew how to read the crystals…maybe I could have known how to help myself by now…

~Allorana