Ghost Widow's Journal - May 4, 2005

Ghost Widow's Journal - May 4, 2005

May 4th, 2005

The moon is rising and I feel comforted by it. Since my return from the grave, I have pondered why it is that I feel better at night, but no immediate answers have come to me. It is not the darkness I embrace, but the cool bath of lunar radiance. I suppose I should simply accept that it is yet another difference owed to my new state of being and be done with it. I have too little time for idle musings.

Of late, Lord Recluse has been focused on a new obsession. He seems to believe that he can drive events toward a certain fate, a certain destiny. It is strange because my Lord's latest project began after a conversation with Kalinda the Fortunata. She has shown a level of vision far beyond the others of her ilk. From what I have been able to ascertain, the seer told him that an opportunity was about to arise for him to change his fate. He has never spoken of specifics, but I have always had the impression that he feared some specific end to his life. Now it seems that could change if he can bring together a certain series of events. Just yesterday I heard him speak of some sort of missing elements. I am uncertain what they might be, but apparently it will take him months to put together an operation to gather these crucial pieces. I have not questioned my Lord about the matter; I am certain he will give me more details soon.