21st Sun of the 4th Astral Moon
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Today is the second day of “bed rest†for my ankle. I find it difficult to believe that anything short of a broken bone could lead to such dreadful fussing! Yet multiple individuals, both trusted and not, have repeatedly informed me that I will be a cripple for the rest of my life if I am so much as to take a walk down to the beach; and thusly I remain inside. A travesty, naturally - as I remarked yester-day, the Dusk Mother did not create these beauteous scales simply to have them locked away in a building. Yet here we are.
Perhaps it is for the best, besides. For all I wish to swim in the ocean again, the thought of putting on another single scrap of cloth fills me with dread. It has been hot and humid for a week now, almost, despite the storms of yester-day and the day before that, and I rather hope the weather will break soon. Whether that will happen before my ankle is healed is another matter entirely. And at least when I am inside, we can always put an ice shard in the bath-tub instead of a fire shard.
Most frustrating of all is the obstruction this poses to my work. Not only my fishing, of course, but for all I would love to deny it, the likewise injury to my horn has affected my balance. There shall be no walking of rigging or climbing of cliffs in such a state. I have informed my superior at the Sisters of my incapacitation, and she has mercifully permitted my retainer to resume shadowing my mark in lieu of myself. Sinistrae has been reporting to both myself and my superior nightly. I only hope that she does not do so good a job that I find myself reassigned!
Dextrae, on the other hand, has been taking care of me - a fact I find quite absurd given that I am an adult fully capable of caring for myself, under normal circumstances. I should be glad to reassign her to her usual duties soon. And against all odds, I have received visitors since my injury. One Nailah Quill, an Ala Mhigan woman who was quite sympathetic; and the lady Defiant. I am still not certain what to make of Defiant. I only hope that she is not a spy or an assassin or some similarly dreadful thing. It would very much be a shame to have to kill her.
