Venice Craven

Unfortunately for me at the time, Taliesin did not go after a little while. But in fact stayed within Yarsin for quite some time. I ran into him several times, and he looked suspiciously upon me, but it was not till some time later that he managed to work out who exactly I was. To my surprise, he did not drag me kicking and screaming back to Yarsin, but rather ... I don't know.. he hung around. It made me wonder whether it was my Mother that sent him, knowing if I came back that I'd be in no end of trouble, but wanting to make sure I was okay.

He looked different now, though only six months had passed. More confident. Older. And despite the fact he did not attempt to drag me back kicking and screaming to Yarsin, much of the time I remember being spent in arguments. He disapproved in much of my activities, and many a time we met resulted in a shouting match with each of us trying to assert a sort of authority over the other.

He stayed with me in the camp outside of town. And after a time, I found it easier to just not tell him everything. After all, what he did not know, would not hurt him as the saying goes. But unfortunately, due to their nature, not everything could be kept secret. Not when I was being sent to Annwn at an almost weekly rate. I do not think he approved of Kvaell'adyr, though they did not cross paths often. And I am sure that Taliesin was glad that I got rid of Trelon. Thinking about it, I must of gotten things mixed up somewhere if Taliesin was still about when Trelon was.

That's one thing about Annwn, even when you come out, things that happened prior seem to get mixed up a lot easier. You forget things, or remember things not quite the way they occurred. It can be confusing and very dis-orientating not knowing your own mind. I should know. I've been there enough, and with the plague...