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Subject: On the road Author: Cricket [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 02:05:17 04/01/02 Mon Majidah is gone. She has left on Dominics ship. I and Safiya are on our way north with Trevor. I have gone by the roost, to pick up the horse..and Ive found it empty. Indigo seems to be gone, but whether permanently or only to market, it wasnt clear. Her mule was gone, and it didnt appear anyone had been there all day. I couldnt even find The Cat. I suppose I could call Richard, to find out whats become of Indigo..but I dont care to, and Indigos a strong lass. She'll make out no matter what she does. I left her a note concerning the horse, and Ive managed to steal a cart full of lumber from the building I wrote of earlier. I stay away from Safiya as much as I can, and we travel in silence for the most part. We should reach the cabin by the morrow. A great weight seems to press down upon me as I leave town further and further behind..and I cannot seem to shake this black mood. Something seems so wrong in this..I cannot put my finger on it..and though I know I should listen to those instincts..perhaps I just dont care to anymore. I paid a last visit to the docks..but they were as silent as they have been. Its as if Ciros spirit stays with me even when its silent. I hate it. I hate missing him..I hate his death..I hate what hes done..I hate what we've lost..and I hate every broken promise that he made to me. What I hate most, is my inability to put it behind me. So..I have left the docks, the memories, and everything behind..and I spat on the ground as I left. I wont look back anymore..I cant. What good does it do. We all, deserve to rot in hell..and I hope we do. ~Cricket~ [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]