2021-09-23 What The Water Gave - Gerhard

It has now been three days since I returned from the Feywilds.

Three days of a chill that will just not pass.

Three days of a thirst that is never quite quenched.

Three days of a hunger that resists all satiation.

If there is any consolation, is it that I better understand the lost souls that we were bid to retrieve? Why live in a world of averages, of compromise, of weakness? Much better to live in a world of magic, of overwhelming sensation, of life.

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I know that this feeling will pass; one of my many worn pieces of parchment says as much. It will be slow, it says, but soon my heart will fill again.

I am not sure I am strong enough to wait.

Why, my love, could I not have just refused the offer? Why could I not remain happy in my ignorance?

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You always admonished my bad habits; my wandering mind, my questions to the air.

I know why I had to go. I knew as soon as I stepped foot into that world and the first chord was played.

And I think, now, I know why you stayed.