Journal Entry #11

Caltide 1002 YAR

I have grown fonder of the gold of Judas’ City. My wardrobe now boasts more gold than silver, though I cherish what I brought with me from the West. Perhaps it is the buildings and how they glitter that entrances me now… I recall that it once repulsed me.

I suspect it is more the people that move amidst the sea of gold that have convinced me to develop this fondness. As we walked amidst my apiary, I told Judas of my growing fondness of gold. I had once thought that the glitter of silver was the most endearing with its delicate chill and essence of starlight. There is a warmth in gold that I had perhaps neglected to see upon my arrival. Luck and Fate, Fortune and Destiny… Gold and Silver. Are they truly that different?

Imagine my surprise when Judas abruptly launched on an unexpected tirade. The passionate tangent was not unexpected. He is excellent at finding any opportunity to insert one… but rather that topic. He spoke of how the glitter of both gold and silver are enticing, but there is something that glitters and shines more… The Barrier.

The Barrier. Judas spoke of the Barrier.


In my decades of life, I have not once thought of that distant thing. Judas, however, must think of it often to have cultivated such a passion for it.


Though, as I write this, I am reminded that Judas is much older than I and perhaps recalls a time when it did not exist.


Now I am curious. If silver holds the essence of Starlight and gold the warmth of these lands. Then what does the Barrier hold in all its glitter and shine?

Dysis Judas