So i entered Rhydin in the late afternoon sometime. Luckily i made it just before sunset, you never know whats lurking around the corner in the dark, a lot of things that go bump in the night. Met a few new people in the inn the other night, seemed okay i s'pose although i can't exactly call them my 'friends' yet at least when i next go there i'll have people to sit and talk to instead of being by myself like usual.

Met a guy, although he seems like one who likes to keep his options open, he likes the ladies. He interested me though, something about demons and hunting them i think, reminds me of something my grandmother used to tell me about the forest near our house, something about not going in there because of something named J...damn, forget the name.

Rhydin seems nice, its definetly different to Goren and all the other towns i've been to, it seems more welcoming to new comers, more homely i s'pose. I like it here, might put my feet up for a while and get to know the place, who knows i could call it home after a while.

Met a woman and a man named Hina and Marek the other night too, they seemed nice enough, could chat to them easily enough. Somehow i don't think i want to return back to Goren at any stage in the near future, finally right now i feel like i belong, which is more than i can say for the last town.

I still have a few places to explore, the marketplace might be a good look around, pick up a few new instruments, although i don't know where i'm going to put them if i do, my napsack will definitely not fit them thats for sure, which means i probably don't need them. I'll have to find some work around, i need some money, no use trying to pay your way with a song or two, besides most have probably already heard them from the travellers before.

It is a good start, thats for sure, hopefully it will be a smooth ride and i'll definitely try not to step on any toes as i get aquainted with Rhydin - don't need any dramas at this early stage.

BUT two miles more, and then we rest ! Well, there is still an hour of day, And long the brightness of the West Will light us on our devious way; Sit then, awhile, here in this wood" So total is the solitude, We safely may delay.

These massive roots afford a seat, Which seems for weary travellers made. There rest. The air is soft and sweet In this sequestered forest glade, And there are scents of flowers around, The evening dew draws from the ground; How soothingly they spread !

Yes; I was tired, but not at heart; No"that beats full of sweet content, For now I have my natural part Of action with adventure blent; Cast forth on the wide vorld with thee, And all my once waste energy To weighty purpose bent.

Yet'say'st thou, spies around us roam, Our aims are termed conspiracy " Haply, no more our English home An anchorage for us may be " That there is risk our mutual blood May redden in some lonely wood The knife of treachery "

Say'st thou"that where we lodge each night, In each lone farm, or lonelier hall Of Norman Peer"ere morning light Suspicion must as duly fall, As day returns'such vigilance Presides and watches over France, Such rigour governs all "

I fear not, William; dost thou fear " So that the knife does not divide, It may be ever hovering near: I could not tremble at thy side, And strenuous love"like mine for thee" Is buckler strong, 'gainst treachery, And turns its stab aside.

I am resolved that thou shalt learn To trust my strength as I trust thine; I am resolved our souls shall burn, With equal, steady, mingling shine; Part of the field is conquered now, Our lives in the same channel flow, Along the self-same line;

And while no groaning storm is heard, Thou seem'st content it should be so, But soon as comes a warning word Of danger'straight thine anxious brow Bends over me a mournful shade, As doubting if my powers are made To ford the floods of woe.

Know, then it is my spirit swells, And drinks, with eager joy, the air Of freedom"where at last it dwells, Chartered, a common task to share With thee, and then it stirs alert, And pants to learn what menaced hurt Demands for thee its care.

Remember, I have crossed the deep, And stood with thee on deck, to gaze On waves that rose in threatening heap, While stagnant lay a heavy haze, Dimly confusing sea with sky, And baffling, even, the pilot's eye, Intent to thread the maze"

Of rocks, on Bretagne's dangerous coast, And find a way to steer our band To the one point obscure, which lost, Flung us, as victims, on the strand;" All, elsewhere, gleamed the Gallic sword, And not a wherry could be moored Along the guarded land.

I feared not then"I fear not now; The interest of each stirring scene Wakes a new sense, a welcome glow, In every nerve and bounding vein; Alike on turbid Channel sea, Or in still wood of Normandy, I feel as born again.

The rain descended that wild morn When, anchoring in the cove at last, Our band, all weary and forlorn, Ashore, like wave-worn sailors, cast' Sought for a sheltering roof in vain, And scarce could scanty food obtain To break their morning fast.

Thou didst thy crust with me divide, Thou didst thy cloak around me fold; And, sitting silent by thy side, I ate the bread in peace untold: Given kindly from thy hand, 'twas sweet As costly fare or princely treat On royal plate of gold.

Sharp blew the sleet upon my face, And, rising wild, the gusty wind Drove on those thundering waves apace, Our crew so late had left behind; But, spite of frozen shower and storm, So close to thee, my heart beat warm, And tranquil slept my mind.

So now"nor foot-sore nor opprest With walking all this August day, I taste a heaven in this brief rest, This gipsy-halt beside the way. England's wild flowers are fair to view, Like balm is England's summer dew, Like gold her sunset ray.

But the white violets, growing here, Are sweeter than I yet have seen, And ne'er did dew so pure and clear Distil on forest mosses green, As now, called forth by summer heat, Perfumes our cool and fresh retreat" These fragrant limes between.

That sunset ! Look beneath the boughs, Over the copse"beyond the hills; How soft, yet deep and warm it glows, And heaven with rich suffusion fills; With hues where still the opal's tint, Its gleam of poisoned fire is blent, Where flame through azure thrills !

Depart we now"for fast will fade That solemn splendour of decline, And deep must be the after-shade As stars alone to-night will shine; No moon is destined"pale"to gaze On such a day's vast Phoenix blaze, A day in fires decayed !

There"hand-in-hand we tread again The mazes of this varying wood, And soon, amid a cultured plain, Girt in with fertile solitude, We shall our resting-place descry, Marked by one roof-tree, towering high Above a farm-stead rude.

Refreshed, erelong, with rustic fare, We'll seek a couch of dreamless ease; Courage will guard thy heart from fear, And Love give mine divinest peace: To-morrow brings more dangerous toil, And through its conflict and turmoil We'll pass, as God shall please.

-Charlotte Bronte

A poem i remember quite well from my grandmother, it was her favourite, she used to recite it everyday almost. I loved hearing her sing and recite poetry, it was something i'd come to expect in the day, but yet when she began it continually made me stop and listen, although i knew most of the words and had heard it the day before, it was our poem, not my fathers, not my brothers, just my grandmother and i's, something we shared, a bond.

Nearly christmas already. Which would mean i've been away from Goren for a fair few months. I've met wonderful people,

From Rhys to Eless, Eva and even a few others.

Moving to Rhy'Din has been a good change so far, i've had my ups and downs but overall its worked out to be a good decision.

I've gotten myself a job at Ravensheart Academy.

The headmaster seems nice, although theres something about him, his eyes that seem odd, something magical i suppose. I've also met a woman named Melody, seems nice enough.

I haven't started teaching yet, but once i do i will write about it, i'm excited already though. I've been wanting to teach children, and hopefully someday have some of my own.

But in the meanwhile this will do, no rushing into anything.

I haven't seen Rhys around for a while, perhaps hes left Rhy'Din, i'm not so sure. I haven't had contact with him since i last saw him at the Inn, which was at least a month or two ago.

Besides that i will have to go out and buy christmas gifts i suppose. It shall be a challenge choosing but i'm sure they'll love whatever i give them.