I traveled away from Ireem today... to the far of shores to a busy market. I bought a few things, fabric, paints... a rare find, I bought a lovey bit of fabric with a wavy pattern. Having not much of anything to do that day, I spend my time sewing. And what did I make? Why a lovely kimono.
When I wore it out later, I wore the obi in the same style I did when I worked as an Oiran. For a bit of added fun, I wore flowers in my hair. Yes, and I thought that would be the end of my fun for that day. Aside from rising tension caused by the palace virus the other races... there really was not much to report on.
Then, I was summoned away by a very familiar carriage. Dare I accept this invitation? "Why not" -- I mused as I entered. Again, there wasn't much to report on. All was peaceful with the merfolk... and truthfully, there was no one else keeping me from taking a short trip away from the city of sand.
The carriage whisked me away to a charming hide away. And there, Kito was waiting for me. Ah it was a good thing I wore one of my best pair of silk stockings. Such an amazing evening. Again, I must admit becoming a mer has made Kito a much wilder lover.
I'm so grateful that he left the world of the land to return to the seas... no one has ever showed me such commitment. So, in turn, I gladly submit to him. And it always feel wonderful. Plus, I feel so safe with him... so showing a more submissive side just comes so easily.
For some reason I just feel... restless. As if there is something important that needs my attention. What or who I just can't say. Regardless, I find myself spending less and less time in the office. I wonder the library a few times, doing idol searches on any topic that happens to catch my fancy.
My hair... is starting to grow out again. Bangs feel so unruly.... blah, time for another hair cut. I am trying to spend more time outdoors. At least to keep a slight healthy glow. Maybe I should go back to sunbathing. I kinda miss that soft tan look.
I'm also spending more time in the waters. Not much or many hold my attention in the city.
Blah, sometimes I just feel so damn useless. At times I feel I could be of real use if only learned how to fight. But, I can't ignore the fact that part of me loathes the idea of hurting others. It's not a real desire to do good... or be good... it's just that... I really don't see the point.
Ah well. For the time being I will help my friends and allies the only way I can... healing. The library has many good healing spells. So, hopefully this information will strengthen what I have already learned in the Mer temple. The raids are heating up once again, so I hope to provide enough support.
Funny how everything seemed so much easier when I was younger I could swim off... do almost anything I wished. I wasn't tied down to anything, just family mainly. I wonder why I was in such a hurry to grow up, to move on... everywhere I go it's all the same. It's all rather... disappointing. No matter. Maybe I have finally found a place to call home? Maybe then I can stop wondering from place to place like a stray cat. I can take comfort in the fact that people do belong ... that I finally have someone to feel safe with.
If only I could find the motivation to write a story. Truth be told, I really don't feel up... There's nothing new in way of stories out there. A good juicy rumor is that the undead are starting to awaken from their slumber. Tales of magi and others leaving their clans float about, whispered through the streets of Ireem as quickly as the scent of freshly bake bread wafts through the air.
Still, the rumors mean little to nothing to me without proof. Written proof or other wise... Doesn't matter. I have no plans on chasing down that story. If the Whispers team wants to write about it, so be it. Besides, the catacombs have always given me the creeps for some reason. Maybe it's all of those spider webs... or the scent of stale death that lingers in the air? Or could there be another deeper reason...
Think I will stop there. I've got no plans on joining their ranks. I am happy being a mer... Besides, I rather enjoy reading up on the history and such. So, in reality mer are really spirits of the oceans. Meaning, I know have the right to curse out any idiot who calls me a fish. Besides... I am a mammal. Fish don't have hair or lactate. Looking forwards to laying this rant on someone...
I might as well swim off shore for a bit. Aside from Kito and a few other mer.... I've no reason to hang around. Maybe I will be lucky and stumble across a nice story when I return. There's a lovely full moon out tonight,and I don't want to miss it.
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