Entry 3
I'm getting married tomorrow and I'm
very overjoyed and excited, but at the same time I'm extremely
nervous. As far as I can remember, I have only gotten married three
times in my life so you would think this would be a walk in the park
for me, but it's not. I'm not just marrying any man, but my soulmate,
and I knew he was my soulmate, even during the other times I got
married. It's not that I didn't love my late husbands, but I
primarily married them for companionship and support, and hoped it
would help me forget about Jaja, but it never truly did. Due to some
very unfortunate events, Jaja and I had been separated many times.
For a couple thousand years, the only person who seemed to keep Jaja
alive in my memory was Alaje, who bears an uncanny resemblance to his
father. For the longest time, Alaje traveled with me and helped me
through the toughest times, especially when his sister, Lidata passed
away.
Even though Alaje was very difficult to
raise, because he'd always get into a lot of trouble, he became a
great asset to me in his adult years. He took on the skill of
wielding dual daggers and went adventuring with me, where we helped
people where ever we went. During the rise of Amphador, Mhach, and
Nym, I wanted to go study white magic, so we went our seperate ways
when Alaje wanted to stay in the area he was familiar with while I
went to further my education in Amphador. I unfortunately wasn't
expecting us to be torn apart when the War of the Magi came upon the
three cities and destroyed them. That war tore many families apart
and killed many people, and for the longest time, I believed it took
away my son. That was probably one of the worst times of my life, and
one I'd rather forget.
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