User:PanSola/A Mesmer's Tale

Prelude
"Rurik! No~!"

The nightmare woke me up. It was still dark. I could see the full moon high in the sky outside of the window. My heart was pounding. The unbearable nightmare. Suddenly filled with a nostalgic longing, I took out my diary and read by the moonlight.

Chapter 1
1070, Season of the Pheonix, xxth

I can't believe this, tomorrow we head for Ascalon City! Sis is still bitter that Mother made her to wait until Sori reaches 14, as opposed to leaving this backwater village when herself was 14. I suppose I feel a little sorry for her, 4 years is a LONG wait afterall. I'm 16 now, and the last two years I also secretly hoped somehow Sori could grow up faster... Father has arranged for Sir Tydus to look out after us in the City. I keep forgetting, was Sir Tydus a friend from Father's guilding days, or Mother's? The way these grown ups (wait, I'm considered a grownup too now) reminiscence things are really confusing. No consistency in their stories whatsoever. And if I ask them a simple question about what they did before we were born, they answer with 5 unrelated stories!

Mother is making sure Sis remembers how to properly thank Sir Tydus for the presents he sent on her birthday. I'm anxious to meet Cousin Althea again (though how am I supposed to find her in the largest city of Ascalon? Not to mention she's kind of an important person now, the head of an actor's stage, will she have time?). I have so much stories to tell her since she last visited us, and I'm going to tell her I've decided to be a mesmer just like her! She's going to be so proud.