Joie Dans la Vie
Monday, August 18, 2008
The years have passed. Twenty-five in all since my dear Alexandra's departure into the Afterlife. There is not a day gone by that I have not mourned her. For I miss her still, even now. And I shall not love another the way that I loved her.


Twice a year at every Equinox, I have made my sojourn through the Gloumenwood and beyond, to the Village of Eunomia. It is there that I make barter for the planting and the harvest, for the villagers there are a spiritual and a superstitious lot. In return for a fruitful growing season, I am paid an abundant share of their crops come Autumn when I return to collect my bounty.

Now and then the women folk look my way, casting their flirtatious eyes upon me. But I must shun them all, for my heart belongs to Alexandra. And my soul.. to the Spirit Leviathan, my benefactor in whom I have not suffered for want.

The Mystery of Sorrow, be it known.. is Joy.

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