It has been 380 years, 161 days since the Victory of Lanival the Redeemer.
It is the 5th month of Uthmor the Giant in the year of the Golden Panther.

There are very few things that are better than waking and feeling completely contented.

My sleep was so deep that I don't imagine that I moved at all. And so, much to my delight I awoke in fairly the same position I fell asleep in. This both surprised and pleasantly amused me as usually I toss and turn more than I sleep. Without a doubt, my good nights rest only adds to my feeling of comfort.

Muspar'i was beautiful and exotic, but as usual, I am very happy to be back in Ilithi.

And just in time for the festival opening it seems. I have already seen more people this afternoon than I have since I've returned. I find that I have spent so much time alone that I almost have forgotten how to interact with larger groups of people. I am certain that my unease comes off as something completely different as well, this does not help to make me feel any more comfortable. Though frankly I find that I am far too pleased with the way other things are unfolding to give this much thought.