RhyDin
The Work room at ~Heart Notes~
Saturday, the 26th of February (2011); Early Afternoon.
So much has happened recently, I do not even know where to begin to write. What is not new is how jumbled my thoughts and emotions are. I have discovered that I like Valentine's Day very much. The expression on Michael's face when he saw me dressed in the gown and shoes he had given me for Christmas had definitely made banishing him to the guest quarters while I primped for the evening worth it! Dinner and dancing followed by a romantic evening at home was perfect. His gift to me was both beautiful and thoughtful — a delicate platinum and diamond chain to which I can attach a charm or pendant of my choosing — to replace, in a way, the one Connar had broken when he returned it.
Why must bliss be countered with sadness" I was lulled a bit into a false sense of security with how quiet it had been. Only to have found my peahen, Helena, killed literally on my door. There were no residual traces of a magical signature or aura for me to sense, so I fear it might have been another message from that Hammett. This does not bode well and I am a bit leery of leaving Ginny here alone while we go to Arcasa. Mayhaps we should only go away for one week instead of two.
Even if somehow this Hammett can be dissuaded, I do not think the knowledge of any of it will sit well with Kendall. And Bashir, well that is a given. My heart goes out to her and I have always been fond of the lass. Both she and Michael have believed that the other is or was aiming at their next "mark". They have much work to do to resolve their issues and heal their hearts. Her conflicting emotions are difficult to sense, but completely understandable. I stay well shielded in her presence and also do my best not to interfere.
Franco and Mimi are both back. Franco is as witty and charming as ever. It was quite fun seeing him at the various shows and his party to close Fashion Week at Club Anatomy was amazing! I stopped on my way home from the Inn last night and it was still in full swing. Mimi goes by the name Ella now, but does not complain nor correct any of us from calling her Mimi. She is a lovely and sweet woman who has been hurt badly. I hope I can help her heal with our renewed friendship. She is coming back to work at the Dragon too!
Fashion Week right after the Valentine's holiday was a formula for exhaustion for me; however, I really was too excited and running on adrenaline to feel it until today. Koy's charity kick off was a huge success and I was honoured to have been included in not only designing another scent for auction, but to participate as a model for her "Icons of RhyDin". When Wyh came out dressed as Jewell, so many of us were brought to tears. Incredibly touching!
Ian approached me seeking my aid. I was already drained from the horrible experience with my peahen's killing and the preparations for Fashion Week, but I can never turn down a plea for help. I am a healer of many things and I was born with certain gifts that are to serve others — even if the cost may be high to myself. I am not very familiar with alchemy, but it seems as if I was able to help him control the changes he is undergoing. Unfortunately, when I went to disconnect from him and withdraw from the healing, something formed on his arm and held me captive to him. It was all I could do to manage not to react instinctively and shatter it, him and who knows what else? He is a man of incredible power, but as I made certain to remind him, I am no inexperienced weakling anymore either. I am relieved at least I was the one in possible danger and not Mimi, who is recovering, or some other innocent. Yet there is a lingering after effect from this working, I am not sure why or how or what....
I also have that sense of unease again. Whether aimed at me or my loved ones, I do not know. As much as I am unsure about the wisdom of going away, I know I need it on so many levels. I am drained. I am exhausted. I am easily overwhelmed and highly emotional. In the shape I am in, I am little good for anyone. I thank the gods and goddesses for bringing Michael into my life. He has become my shelter in this stormy life. I do not even need to try to voice what I am feeling or thinking, he just seems not to only know, but understand and even more so, what to do to help.
~E
"How can you see into my eyes like open doors?
Leading you down into my core where I've become so numb
Without a soul, my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home."
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((Lyrics from Bring Me To Life by Hodges, David; Lee, Amy; Moody, Ben))