Welcome to my Mind

I've had an overwhelming sense of deja vu between my attack and the events that have followed my return: Sijavi's echoings of Narus' earlier lessons and now Bjar seems to echo it as well, disgusted with me.

You turn away, and turn away, and shield yourself with anger. Where will that lead you? There is no happiness in that. There is not even an unhappy future... Only death."

He says he tries to help me, but doing so causes him an agony in even reaching towards me. He'd previously denied that Melchior now means me harm, but that seemed to confirm the opposite.

A distraction He called me. Perhaps that is why Lycenth has been nowhere in site (Narus has not been seen in some time either. Not since the law on the wearing of masks, though I'd not think him afraid to challenge that). Perhaps Bjar told him more things of Sehki, distorted things, that set his blood to boil again.

I've said it before and I'll say it again...It's now the silence in my mind that distresses me rather than the constant voices. To be lonely in the mind is one matter, but to feel it in my soul as well....I almost think I'd enjoy Acerbe's company should he stroll into this cave.

Or perhaps not...I'm uncertain.

I should leave here, I think...wander about as I seem to not be welcomed (at least by certain individuals) in the Temple. I never did find a face to the voice that spoke to me in the dark out in the forest. Though do I really want to? I'd not have the previous warning to their presence that I did then, though the curiousity it causes being that they seemed to know me well....my name, notice changes in my appearance....Might make it worth the risk.