Poe's Journal Entry
The writing is a bit haggard, as if someone was writing in a dimly lit room and could not see well.The highs and lows….it is almost unbearable. My training has gone well, Raya-O-Senna told me she had not expected to see such power within me. I know I still have much I need to be able to do…for me and this crew. Saefinn can not be expected to carry the burden of keeping everyone ok.
My training today involved healing the wounds of the forest. It brought me right back to when I was a young Miqo’te, running free in the woods. No one calling out to me, no responsibilities. When I returned, Raya had congratulated me, stating the next step would challenge me more. I need to hurry, I fear so much is coming to a head, I need to have these skills.
The dreams have returned as well. I woke up just now, gripped with fear. I don’t understand them entirely. I realize that by standing beside Daevien, his brother will always see me as potential target, an exploit to get Daevien to do what he wants. I shudder now at the thought, remembering his brother’s rough grip on me, his whisper in my ear. I was so ashamed, I should have fought harder. Thankfully that was all he did, though I fear from his manner that he will do more if he deems it necessary.
The hot springs….so many memories there already. I attended the gathering and I enjoyed it, it was nice to socialize with members of the crew I don’t get to too often. The whole time, I was glancing around, vividly remembering the night with Daevien there. Were we foolish? I know I was caught up in the moment….and with everything occurring, all the obstacles and dangers, what would I have done? What if I had gotten…pregnant? I vented to Rose about it, nervous and unsure who to even talk to. I have to try to keep my head on straight and think…
