Day 6~
Dear goddess, we are all going to die in these forsaken lands. the brothers are insufferable to deal with. Ael'vea plays the part of the spoiled child, taking no direction from anyone. Worse yet, Cael'yr strives to be the better Ar'TelQuessir and continually reminds Ael'vea of his shortcomings. If nothing of the talk I had with Cael'yr were to teach him it was that sometimes one must look past the obvious. We cannot change who we are meant to be. We must accept one another, even our imperfections. I plan to distance myself from them a while, see if they can manage to sort things out before I feel compelled to set onto things myself. I have tempered my resolve in the many years of my childhood. I wish they both could have spent a decade in my shoes. They would think differently.
In other news, the writings of the book are proving fruitful. I have not spent enough time in the study of the arcane, as such was mostly entrusted to the pureblood Ar'Tel. I am aptly excited to have the chance to expand my understanding now. If I can find enough peace to do so.
