Episode III - Signs
{ This is a diary entry }
“Today I was visited by a ghost.
The marketplace at it's busiest hour is what I consider the best time to shop. The deals are flying left and right not to mention the curious characters one meets. Crowds do not frighten me nearly as much as absolute solace. While I thought and pondered on the Company, I made a few purchases here and there. These have been a violent couple of days. The Company solidifies a reputation and simultaneously tests their own members. Where some have flourished, others have withered. I will continue to provide my best work, but I can't help it. I wonder how they will handle their first loss. In this cut-throat environment where it is every man for themselves, desperation often leads to mistakes. I made a mistake myself just last night. Skirting right along the edges of caution and youth is a carefree spirit that reminds me of John. Jace is not a hardened soul as of yet and the journey between rock-bottom and success is riddled with crushing pains. I wonder if his spirit will survive the hunt. Then there is Stillfeet and Baxter. Having watched them spar, I shall make an effort to see these two procreate. They are both excellent combatants and their genepool should make for extraordinary humans in the future.
The last item on my list was a tailor I heard about a few weeks ago. After my measurements were taken and a design was set, she assured me that it would be done in but a few days. When I exited the building, I almost ran back inside out of fear. There it was. A face from the past. He looked just as stunned as I felt and that was when everything hit me all at once. Heartbreak and joy twined to make my hands shake. I am certain that my eyes watered but even if they did, I don't truly care. Bittersweet sounds like an understatement. There he was, my former first mate. After John's death, this was the man who helped me taste revenge. I owed him a great deal of happiness. Michael had always been as productive as he had been loyal. And that was all that happened. We just stared at each other for what was probably only a second but felt like forever. I felt like throwing up the entire time and to be honest, I don't know how I managed not to.
But then it was over. We both rushed forward and met halfway. He hugged me tightly and I him. This is where I KNOW I cried. Even though the memories we brought each other were the kind we wished would go away, we still had the good ones. Great ones. Absolutely perfect, even down to it's tragic end. We talked about everything for about an hour. Where we had been, where we'd go to. Knowing that he has been able to find good work and a stable life assures me that the right decision was made. At the time, I thought it cruel. To murder an entire family simply because one member betrayed us... Now, not so much. I am excited to learn that , should our plans continue accordingly, we will be able to do business in the future. I would adore to go back in time. To re-live those golden years over and over until I die, but I cannot. However, John always said that if the day came, he wanted me to carry on with my life in body, mind and soul. This was even part of our vows. I am not about to start breaking my promises, not even those made to the dead. Enriching my mind and body are easy, not the soul.”
Margharette Lionsong Grimwald
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