I remember the days after my world was turned upside down.
My thoughts churned on themselves and I did not know where I was
supposed to go, or even what I was supposed to do. Eran dragged you
from your death, scarred and broken, bone-thin. There is a reason.
My only blessing in the days after my death was an empty book that
I found and wrote in. I woke, and I wrote, and I remembered. It helped
me move on and continue living where the Light and fate would have seen
me dead and silenced. This book is for you. Use it.
(A note found at the beginning of Caerwynn’s journal; my sindorei shadow priestess in WOW and the main character of Blood Filigree an OF novel)