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Day 127: Part 2

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As she left the room, Annabel noticed Minfilia had remained behind. For whatever reason Annabel did not know, but she was going to take full advantage of not having that annoying specter lingering over her shoulder for once. Going back to her room, she gazed quickly at the clock to check the time. Good, there were still a few hours left of daylight, just enough time to get away and be alone with her thoughts. Snatching up her journal, Annabel put it along with some writing supplies into a small satchel, then made her way out of the Scion's headquarters making sure no one stopped her with some silly request she had no time for.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she was outside in the main thoroughfare of Mor Dhona. The hustle and bustle of adventurers everywhere would make it easy to hide her actions. Summoning her Unicorn, the young blonde rode off down the road to the crystal lake, which in fact also led to the Crystal Tower. But that was a destination for tomorrow, Annabel had another place in mind as she rode down the path and it was soon in view.

Before her lay the ruins of the old Garlean battlecruiser along with the skeleton of the former dragon king Midgardsormr. It had been a long time since she was last at this place, since the dragon spirit had attached itself to her. It had been a moment that had changed her life, changed her power as the silly thing had tried to inhibit it, keep Annabel from the source of it all. But eventually she had broke Midgardsormr's hold on her, shattered his suppression of Hydaelyn's power, and from that grew even more powerful, earning the dragon's admiration.....well, at least acknowledgement that she was not a total ditz of a Blonde; that was something, right?

Reaching the ruins, Annabel released her mount and began the long climb to the top of the structure. She was not worried about any creatures that might be lingering, everything should be dead and anything that might be left was no match for her power. Up and up she went, through the long abandoned Garlean base, and soon reached the top where the bones of the dragon still lingered, cracked and bleached from the sun.

Annabel looked out at the horizon, her skirts and honey blonde hair being blown around by the wind whistling through the top of the structure. In the distance she could see the Crystal tower rising like a beacon in the far mists. She was going to have to deal with that, deal with whatever wanted to meet her. Would she get answers of some kind from that meeting, or will it just lead to more questions? Annabel was pretty sure it was probably going to be the latter.

But that was a problem for tomorrow. In the mean time, no one would bother her up here, at least she HOPED not. Moving away from the edge of the platform, Annabel found a reasonable place to sit and took out what she needed to write. Soon she was seated, sheltered from the wind and skirts spread out around her. With her journal in her lap and pen in hand, Annabel stared out into space for a moment looking at nothing as she collected her thoughts, then once more began to write.

Everyone seems to insist I'm NOT alone, and in a way they are right. But what they don't understand Dee is that the main burden always seems to be mine and mine alone to cope with. Oh sure, they are there as support, dealing with this and that. But I have to handle the BIG problems, deal with the major crises. If I falter, if I fail, then that is it, we lose and lose big. Dee that is......well a LOT of pressure on me and it's sooo HARD to handle at times. Frankly, it scares the hell out of me and I HATE it, hate it sooo much!

Ugh, is it so bad Dee that sometimes I just want to go home? Go back to my old life and just hide? Yes, yes, I know it's stupid, I'm sure you are saying that there is nothing for me back there, but you would be wrong. There IS something back there for me Dee. A place to hide, hide from the world and all it's problems, and just retreat into my own, for better or worse.

Don't worry Dee, I'm not that stupid, not THAT ditzy, no matter what others say about me. I've grown up a lot over the last year, grown up enough to not run from my problems, my responsibilities. Now I just bitch and gripe about them in letters and journals like this one. See, that's somewhat more mature, right? right? Um.....I'm kind of glad you can't answer that....


"But I CAN Girl, do you really want to know?"

Annabel's upbringing as a Lady was the only thing that was saving her right now from swearing like a common soldier. Still, she let her latest intrusion know how she felt.

"Twelve, NOT you too. I escape ONE pest and end up with another. Do you two like...tag-team or something?"

The dragon spirit Midgardsormr snorted in amusement hovering to be in front of his young charge, "as if you would be worth the effort. No silly Girl, we do no such thing. I just happened to notice where you were and became curious; just why ARE you here anyway?"

"What," Annabel asked, some amusement coming to her melodious voice, "a girl can't just come to revisit her victory against a powerful and ANNOYING pest?"

"Victory?" Midgardsormr scoffed, now his turn to be annoyed. "you got lucky Girl, in fact, how do you know I didn't LET you win in my own way?"

"Wow, lying DOES come easily to you doesn't it, or is that denial", Annabel retorted. "After all this time, it STILL rankles you Dragon that this ditzy Blonde BEAT you, admit it."

The miniature dragon turned its head away slightly, "I admit nothing, now stop avoiding my question, why ARE you here?"

Annabel gave a sly, satisfied smile, letting the matter drop. Victories against this silly wyrm were rare and she would enjoy this one, at least for the moment.

"Oh if you MUST know you silly spirit I came up here to get AWAY from everyone so I could have a moment to myself. But", she sighed deflated, "no matter where I go, someone always seems to find me."

"Well I will say", Midgardsormr said looking around at his former haunting grounds, "it IS a pretty isolated place, it just doesn't stop someone like me from accessing you."

"Lucky me?" Annabel tried to put some amusement in her response, but it came off as forced. "They were just driving me crazy with all their worry about this and that and well....everything. I needed some time alone."

"Oh? Has it gotten so bad down there that you would even consider coming up to this desolate place? Then again," the dragon added, craning his small neck to look out over the landscape before them with it's mists and crystalline structures, "it's quite beautiful in its own haunting way."

Annabel nodded her head as she joined the dragon, taking in the view. "It is at that. It almost makes one forget all the craziness Eorzea has in it. But that tower kind of ruins it, for that is the latest source of my stress and worry." She made a face, "Ugh, WHY can't things LEAVE me ALONE for once?"

"Girl," Midgardsormr turned to look at Annabel, "Do you REALLY need the answer to that one? You want to be left alone in many forms, but that is a luxury you will never have again for probably a long time as long as Hydaelyn needs you. I suggest you get used to it, for ALL our sakes."

"Used to it he says," Annabel muttered as she sat back down and grabbed her journal. "Now please let me write," she asked as she went back to her writing. Midgardsormr for his part did not answer, just hovered and observed. Annabel cast him a wary eye, then started scribbling.

You know Dee, seeing that tower in front of me as well as writing about it in this place has my mind drifting to that voice that keeps tormenting us, warning us. How much of what it is saying factual? How much if it is true? Are we REALLY damaging the balance, the world with our deeds? Are we dooming it to match the same fate which the Warriors of Darkness told us about?

I don't know Dee, it just seems like a fallacy, a bunch of lies. I mean HOW can good deeds and actions be well.....bad? I mean good is the opposite of bad, so when IS good considered bad to do? It goes against the very nature of the word, you know, good...bad...opposites to one another, right?

Ugh, damn it, I HATE thinking about stuff like this Dee. It just REALLY gives me a headache. One would think I would be used to it by now, having to think so much about stuff, but they would be wrong. It's just as hard as ever and more keeps being added, day after day.

But back to my question, should I stop doing good because of this warning? Should I just let bad and evil things....win sometimes, let their plans transpire? It....it...just goes against everything that I have DONE in the last year, everything people have WANTED me to do.......I don't know, I just don't. Were they wrong Dee? Were all the quests people sent me on really doing more harm than good in the long run even though they helped so many people? Ugh, I NEED someone to talk to Dee, someone to ask who will ACTUALLY answer my questions......


Annabel looked up at Midgardsormr who was hovering silently nearby. She was actually amazed that he had NOT bugged her with any interruptions while she had been writing. Well the silly Dragon kept saying he was here to advise and guide her when it was needed. BOY, was it needed now; Annabel hoped that this was NOT one of her bad ideas.


Continued: part 3

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Tenar Elstulian

Louisoix [Chaos]

Yay another great post
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