?Genus nostrum rumpitur, et videbo illum, fiat.? - Our Family is broken, I will see it whole.

How long have we been here, now? My mi?..

Mind loses its grasp on the time line of our exile to this realm.

To better times. Better places. Friendlier faces.

I can feel it getting worse. It?s becoming harder to remember the faces of men I met just a week ago...but what I recall with clarity?

Forty year old memories as though I?m twenty again. I can breath in the lavendar on my gloves and I remember how you looked in your wedding regailia.

I do not yet know if this is penance for failing Jupiter. What was I writing again?

Right, the gods. I know not yet if this will be a passing affliction, or something I shall never escape. One thing I am certain, this Rhydin is to blame. It?s something in the air, I can feel it. Especially at night when I retire to my chambers. A heaviness in the air that pervades my senses when I close my eyes.

Luci, how I am glad you are not here to see what has befallen our family. Often I wish to just lay my head down and join you in the realm beyond. However, that shall not happen. Not yet. Perhaps when I am done there will come a time when I can close my eyes and be with you again.

Lucilia?

Lucil?.

Luci?.

?.Where am I?

I need to get out of this prison. Where are you Lucilia? I sent another letter today, has your father forbade you to write me?