urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:natarylon Natarylon Natarylon 2005-07-30T03:35:49Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:natarylon:651 2005-07-29T05:17:39Z 2005-07-30T03:35:49Z I suppose that this is as fine of a place as there exists for me to speak about what is troubling me. I have my parchment filled, and do not have the time, as of this moment, to accumulate a fresh supply: Were this not an agreeable medium, I would have no choice. I am distressed that Kaylon is with child, but no longer with her Lord - though that is not the extent of my affliction. I am also quite burdened that Kaylon was too frightened to come to me, as was always her way when when she was set to some trepidation. <br /><br />Were I to approach her, I fear that she would flee. Why, Kaylon? Why, when I have traversed the bounds of time with you? Your religion has always held you steadfast, much moreso than I, but you have run (twice now, for this one "offense") to Fathers to relieve you of your Mortal Sins? Again, I demand, why? What relief has any clergyman ever given you? What sin have they ever alleviated? Laboriously I catechize your actions, and still they hold no sense in my mind.<br /><br />I mean you no guilt, no harm, no fear. I only make this promulgation because I am astounded. It would seem I am no longer one in which you place your troth.<br /><br />Not only does that ail me, but it terrorizes me. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:natarylon:278 2005-05-30T19:47:37Z 2005-05-30T19:47:37Z I had prepared quite an entry, but deleted it as I did not want to make offense. <br />Kaylon, you know the only reason I am part of such a ridiculous community is because you requested it of me.