Bafer he markt me, Cravik told me sumthing. "Once chosin always chosin." he sed, or sumthing like that. I dun ramember ekzaktlee, but I do not no if this is true. Duz Melchior still listin to me? Duz he care? Did he heer all of my apolagees? Did he heer my pain? I do not no. I feel veree alone right now. Mebbe I am still chosin, mebbe not. I do not evin no wat I am aneemore. Am I Human? Am I Dryth? Am I sumthing else all tagethur? It is all veree confuzing fer me.
I no, deep down inside me, that I did sumthing wrong. I no I must have, but I do not no wat I did ekzactlee. I no Melchior sed it was not punishmint to take it away frum me, but, it feels like punishmint. I no he sed he was sorry fer making me suffar, but wat am I doing now? Mebbe if I was smartar I coud see the diffrinss.
I trust in Balor to Guide me down the rite path fer my Fate, so I no this must be part of it sumhow. I no I must fite... fite to live and live to fite. It is all I have reelee. Why do I fite? Do I fite to pertekt? Yes. Do I fite to restore? Yes. Do I fite cuz I like it? Yes. I fite fer Balor and fer my frends and fer lots of things but mostlee I think I fite fer myself cuz is gives me sumthing. I do not no wat it gives me, but it gives me sumthing. I gess it gives me a purpiss. Like Balor sed... just a purpiss.
It makes me sad to think that without it I am nuthing. But I gess that is cuz I do not reelee no wat I am aneemore or wat to fite fer. I am luckee to have a purpiss attall. I do not think most peepul no wat ther purpiss is. I am glad I no mine. It makes things simpal fer me.
I will fite to fite. I will fite to live. I will live to fite. It duz not mattar wat I fite fer cuz in the end I fite fer only one thing and that is Balor.
Posted by Tzoli at May 31, 2005 10:05 AM