i feel as though Meryll and i are cut from similar cloths
lost, alone, unwanted
found by a powerful person who exploited us for our talents
fled after realizing the horror our actions on behalf of said person
and now trying to be better people.
this crew is making me be a better person
it makes me think and consider more than just my immediate survival.
kind of like Caleb did
oh, and on that note, i bought a lute
i still cannot look at a guitar without feeling the hole in my heart
but i can play a lute
and i find i am not filled with grief and loss
instead i am reminded of warmth and laughter and joy
and my hope is that, at some point, perhaps i can spread it the way he did