Fun Living

Pararil was crawling around as a toddler before I knew it. Things have been so peaceful recently that time flows effortlessly. Every day is fun despite that there are two toddlers in the house. While Pararil looks so much like Kedo, I was surprised to see that he didn't end up with green hair. Perhaps my genes simply overpowered Kedo's, or perhaps the green isn't natural as I assumed and the abnormal coloring is actually the result of dyeing for once.

Son

A mild fall is being chipped away by the first frosts of winter. The pile of leaves that we worked to make giant is slowly become smaller and smaller as the crisp wind takes the leaves away. Although I do like the snow, winter has never been my favorite season. The energy of the world just vanishes as everything hibernates quietly. I miss having Cadriethiel around. Her excitement for winter made the season made things much more enjoyable.

I called her to see how she was doing, but I mostly wanted to hear her voice. Cadrie told me that she is doing well. Nothing has been too hard, and she's slowly and steadily been moving up in her career. She knows it will take a couple more years at least before she gets any real sort of influence though. Cadrie also told me that Anondil is doing just fine as well. He can finish books faster than she can believe. At first, Cadrie couldn't understand how he wrote so fast. Then she remembered that Anondil doesn't need to sleep like we do.

Comings and Goings

Things have quieted down the past couple months. I am very grateful for that for I knew controlled chaos would reign once again when Nikara and I had our children. As per my word, Nikara has quietly stayed in the house or yard as her boy grew. Well, I say grew, but it was very hard to tell. Nikara barely gained a bump even as she reached the last weeks of pregnancy. When  I took her to check-ups, the doctors always told me everything was fine. Some mothers, due to their body types and the baby's position, don't show very much. How lucky for her, I thought a bit enviously. My pregnancies have always result in a prominent stomach. It would be nice to not have so much extra weight to get in my way.

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Trouble in Paradise

The two and a half months that had passed since we arrived in Monte Vista had been perfect. However, the tranquility our family found could not last forever. I'm surprised that it lasted that long. In every land, even the my dear elvish one, there are those with dark hearts. It was late one night when a thief broke into the house. The siren was tolerable this time around thanks to my room being furthest away from the alarm. The thief ran away before he could even get past the foyer, but this unwelcome intruder would be the first to trigger more unfortunate events.

Monte Vista

It took us six days to reach Monte Vista, the new town we would be living in. Thankfully, the long trip was nothing like the torture of the week-long drive that took me to Appaloosa Plains. I had my daughters around this time to talk and play with. I kept thinking though that now I am nearly twice as far away from home as I was before. The elvish lands really do feel like nothing more than a dream to me now. It's quite hard to believe my home and this new place are even on the same continent. I honestly believed that I had been tricked somehow and we had actually traveled overseas. Monte Vista is even more beautiful than Appaloosa Plains, and the atmosphere is so completely different. Even Nikara had no more complaints when we pulled up to our new house.

Goodbye

In my time here I've learned of the phrase "The straw that breaks the camel's back." Ureliel's death was that straw, although in reality the weight was more of a giant boulder. My state was already so fragile. Now I can barely hang on. Most mornings I wake up feeling suffocated from the sobs that result of this horrible dream of mine that I keep having. Elrunamir and Ureliel are there, but they disappear into darkness despite all my efforts. I'm left in that darkness with only the feeling of despair and loss. Unfortunately, those feelings don't vanish even in the waking world.

The Second Punch

Slowly, a little by little day by day, I've learned to go about doing what I need to do cheerfully even though Elrun is gone. Keeping myself busy is what helps the most. Nikara and I spend a lot of time outside now that she has gotten older. She grows to look more and more like her father with each day that passes. Yves hasn't been able to afford the trip over, and I don't have enough by myself, so the two still haven't met. The two talk on the phone all the time though. It's enough for now.

Thank You

I made a promise with Yves that I would send him as many pictures of Nikara as possible. I took this one to send to him. She inherited his reddish-brown hair and my green eyes. It was a strange feeling to see my first child and my youngest child together like this. They are siblings, but are ages apart. Elrun looks even older next to his toddler sister. Although I've spending a lot of time with him recently, I wish I could have spared more time for him throughout his adult years. I was so busy then that I was content with frequent calls and the occasional appearance. Now I never want to let him out of my sight.

Fading Time

Three days have never passed faster. Coming from me, that says quite a lot. I honestly cannot overstate how quickly the time has flown. It's too bad the children didn't have more time off of school since it really takes more than a weekend to enjoy this place. Perhaps, money permitting, we will be able to make another trip during the summer when they have more free time.

I almost wished my parents had taught me this country's language instead of this one. That way I might have been sent here instead. I have grown used to this place in such a short time. It might be the people, the country's laws, or the semi-isolated location, but respect for nature is so much stronger here. I haven't seen a single car- just smaller motorized vehicles which are much more practical. Overall, there are so many beautiful things to see. There is just as much to learn as well. It would probably take many years of my immortal life to be taught all that is offered here.

Trouble at the Museum

Nana woke Anondil, Cadrie, and I up early this morning. Our siblings had been generous enough to pay for this trip so we weren't allowed to waste it by sleeping in all day, she said. I had a bit of trouble getting up. Not so much because I was tired, but vede Eloril might have let me try some of the wine he bought. We took our chance when we saw that nana had gone off somewhere. I really didn't drink all that much, promise. I just had to, uh, sample each different wine of course. Vede told me he used to drink the stuff a lot when he was a kid, so now that he's an adult and I have his permission it shouldn't be a big deal if I introduce myself to the traditional drink of a foreign country. It's merely to experience and learn fully about this different culture, right?

Yeah. Let's go with that.

Foreign Flavor

It is a bit amazing, but ever since that morning where Nadrien cooked us a surprise breakfast I have taken an increased interest in the art of food preparation. Her enthusiasm has rubbed off on me. When she found out I had become just as desiring to know more, she grabbed me by the arm and took me to the bookstore. We were there for hours looking at all of the recipe books. I think I let Nadrien get me too carried away for we bought every single one we touched. At least my children will never again complain that I make the same things over and over again.

I also checked the area where the books I have written would be placed. There was only two copies and a couple empty spaces next to them. I will never known if those empty spaces belonged to my books or the books next to them, but I will be optimistic and think the first is true. According to the company my works have been published through, everything I have written has sold well. Unfortunately, I haven't really started on a new story just yet. Our money situation is comfortable, so there hasn't been a pressing need for me to write. I know I should start it up again just in case something undesirable were to happen.

Forgiveness

Although Eloril has gotten used to handling toddlers, he comes often for my help in teaching Anondil. After all this time, educating the little ones is quite my expertise. In regards to Anondil, I admit I have become considerably more comfortable interacting with him. The others around us have become comfortable with him as well. Anondil certainly garnered many strange looks when we first took him around the town. Eloril, Elrun, and I were all terrified someone would say something. Thankfully, the unusual is accepted quickly here. No one even gives this green-skinned, black-eyed toddler a second look anymore. For that, I am very grateful.