~*Chapters*~

[Cianne]

Free flowing sentences are written in delicate script

As this season of reverence comes to a close, I sit here and ponder where my path might lead.

Rejuvenated and refreshed, I feel at peace in my thoughts, living life and dreaming dreams with no expectations and taking nothing for granted.

The thing about living is, there is no way to predict the future, or change the past, I find that it is best just to go day by day, often times, hour by hour. Of course one can
think about future plans, have hopes and dreams, but there is much to be said for just going with the flow, just as a fallen leaf makes it's way down a gentle stream.

So, as the leaf, I will see where the stream takes me now.

[Cianne]

Sentences in free flowing script continue on page 2.

I found myself in the Courtyard last evening, entering the gathering place, all was quiet, I sensed only one other dreamer in the entire City.

I meandered through the halls and stopped in the Edgeward Threshold, I can't say that I was surprised to see that the Stronghold portal did not spin for me, I didn't feel upset or sad about this, as the older I have gotten and the more dreams I have had, I have come to realize that the walls of a Stronghold have very little to do with my own dreams, connections and aspirations. I do not know if the portal was stationary just for me, or for all who were crested there.

I later sensed Kayasisis in Lambent, so I paid him a visit. As always the conversation was interesting, refreshing and flowed easily. He tried to catch me up a bit on recent happenings, though there were few, and I really had nothing to update him on, other than the stationary portal that I had seen.

Dreams are quiet now, and as I always say year after year, people's dreams ebb and flow like the tide, it is not unusual, it is not good or bad, it is just the way of things.
Next dream I will walk and see if I can spot anything unusual, or new or interesting, I am sure that I will likely see all of those things.