1 Fixing the wall is taking a while. As the only one that knows the recipe for the liquid stone I am mixing-up batches of it alone and it’s given me a lot of time to think. Too much time really. I thought it might take my mind off things to compose while I worked. But instead of distracting myself, I’ve just spent the last few hours writing the most mawkish song I’ve written in a long time. Having said that, I think Versi would like it: she always did have a flair for the dramatic.
2 Memories. I know Versi has tried to shield me from all the awful things in my past but, after last night, I really do think I’d rather know them. Although, I have to admit I’m kind of scared to remember my village. My flock. Because although the thought of losing a flock hurts, right now it is a distant pain, a sort of… empathy for a Calliope who no longer exists.
But if I were to remember, then I’d gain a flock only to lose them again in an instant. And then, suddenly, her pain would be mine too. And what if I’m not strong enough for that kind of pain?
3 I may be writing of broken hearts, but today has actually been more about fixing the things our not-so-merry band of heroes broke yesterday. We’ve patched things up with all the folk we’ve upset (maybe spending a little too much gold in the process) and now this wall is coming along nicely. Well, now that we have cleaned the eggs out anyway.
Plus, Theo and I had a conversation and seem to have reconciled a little. It was nice. A little awkward, as I think both our minds were preoccupied by other things: but hopefully this is the start of a little more understanding between us.