Sensei and I have arrived at Peschaniko today. I am presently writing this record within a private room at a local inn, which Sensei was generous enough to rent using her own funds. I can now say that I have traveled to Argent as well as Ferox. I must say that Peschaniko is remarkably different from what I have seen on my prior excursions, though I must also concede that I have not been to a port before, nor have I spent much time outside of temples and monasteries.
We arrived in Peschaniko as dusk was setting on the horizon. Presently, twilight has given way to night. The Argentian Ocean is as beautiful as it is terrifying; when the waters are calm it looks like a sky cast upon the ground, but I have been warned of how dangerous it is. Furthermore, the ocean is so unfathomably vast that I hear it shall take all of three months to reach Morado once we have set sail. Why must the colony be so prohibitively far from Verous? Once I have boarded the ship, this ocean may as well be a grand wall dividing me from all I have known; all
The Aunt Hare is due for departure on Valsday. Tomorrow, I may make any final preparations I might require before the voyage. It shall also be the last day I have to share with Sensei. She has come with me so that she may see me off, and so I shall see her on Valsday as well. Nonetheless, I must ensure I wake early to morrow and cherish every moment of this Arsday. It shall be the last dusk we share with one another for a period so long that it would be safer to assume it infinite rather than finite. How fitting that it should be on the Day of Dusk itself. That sunset shall be a very special one, indeed.
I have slept poorly of late, plagued by dreams of a tower as I slumber and the thoughts of the unknown as I am awake. While I am certain that Sensei knows how much it wounds me to leave, I must take care to steel myself in these coming days. I want her to see me in those final moments as the woman I have striven so hard to become, rather than the child I was when we first met. If I can save my tears until my transport has set sail, perhaps I can spare Sensei from some grief. I would have liked to bring her with me, but alas, one does not simply uninstall one such as her from the grasp of the mainland. Perhaps in time,
But such frivolous thoughts are mere distractions from matters which are more pressing. Better I focus on what lies in front of my nose rather than what dwells in the clouds, lest I stumble over my own feet. I must put up my pen for the night now, Sensei calls for me.