Arret's First Diary: Day 5
Day 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/wizardposting/comments/1c9jbqp/arrets\_first\_diary\_day\_1\_lorepost/](https://www.reddit.com/r/wizardposting/comments/1c9jbqp/arrets_first_diary_day_1_lorepost/)
Day 2: [https://www.reddit.com/r/wizardposting/comments/1c9onch/arrets\_first\_diary\_day\_2\_lorepost/](https://www.reddit.com/r/wizardposting/comments/1c9onch/arrets_first_diary_day_2_lorepost/)
Day 3: [https://www.reddit.com/r/wizardposting/comments/1ca1kgm/arrets\_first\_diary\_day\_3\_lorepost/](https://www.reddit.com/r/wizardposting/comments/1ca1kgm/arrets_first_diary_day_3_lorepost/)
Day 4: [https://www.reddit.com/r/wizardposting/comments/1caju5l/arrets\_first\_diary\_day\_4\_lorepost/](https://www.reddit.com/r/wizardposting/comments/1caju5l/arrets_first_diary_day_4_lorepost/)
Day 5
Once again, Master Monkey’s words prove true: Lady Sacrum has returned! She was the one to wake me up today, with a bright tune from her harp no less! Needless to say, the reunion was a happy one. She was in a cheery mood, even more so than usual. Even without any prompting, she readily told me all about her excursion with almost childlike enthusiasm. I listened, of course, and we ate as we spoke. It was the most fun I have known in a long time.
Master Monkey arrived toward the end of our meal to ask whether I would be willing to venture beyond the pavilion now. I agreed and put on the change of robes the spirits had prepared for me. Lady Sacrum and Master Monkey then led me outside, into the open air: and for the first time I truly witnessed the wonders of the Forest Spirit King’s realm.
*Head Librarian’s Note: The following paragraph seems to be missing. This small spirit has petitioned Master Arret to review the contents and determine the cause, but he seems reluctant to do so. I can only surmise that he has decided to hide or encrypt it somehow, even in his private collection. Considering the intimate nature of the rest of these writings, it does seem out of place: but he has the right to do so, and it is not our place to question him.*
It was also here that I finally got to meet all these beings I had first witnessed four days prior. I will not list all of them here, as it would undoubtedly lead me on a neverending tangent. Suffice it to say that Lady Sacrum was right: some, such as the Aures (whom I had already met once before), Lord Cauda and Lady Aegis, welcomed me kindly as a long-awaited guest. Others, led primarily by Lord Palmadex, were more reluctant. In this environment Lady Sacrum proved once again my greatest friend and advocate, supporting me and defending me from critique and suspicion.
By the time we returned to my quarters, it was time for dinner. We ate together, as always, before settling down for some rest and reading. As I lifted my gaze from the pages of my book, it soon wandered over to Lady Sacrum: to her gentle, soft-spoken eyes, resting half-closed as she immersed herself in her studies: to her clear marble skin and delicate, artistic figure: to her bright, golden hair, not even long enough to reach her shoulders, yet combed and styled to perfection with unmatched skill. In that moment I found myself staring at her form, clothed with auspicious radiance, my entire consciousness being held captive as it awakened to her divine beauty.
The moment passed. I pulled myself back into reality. She was my friend, my saviour, my caretaker. I despised myself for my thoughts, for allowing myself to slip away into a dream that could ruin everything.
The rest of the day we spent as we always had. We revelled in our conversations, our witticisms and quips: it seemed we had grown closer than ever before through our time apart. And even now, as the night begins to fall, I see that the light never fades in the small pavilion, for her smile and laughter are bright enough to make all worldly lights obsolete.