Daeira has gone. I have lost her, she has lost me. My hopes-my undying hope is now questioned. Perhaps Melissa is right, perhaps I should just accept that violence is the only way. I cannot allow myself to give in to sadness, to give in to that misery. This morning I woke with undying hope, now it is questioned greater. I am a fool for thinking that peace could be obtained, a fool for thinking there was some understanding between me and Daeira. These thoughts run through me, like a myriad of mirrors.
Daeira has gone. Nomads cannot obtain peace, for they don't understand our individuality. I cannot give in to do violent acts myself, but now I am not dismissive of others doing it. I need to go, I need to walk on Earth again. I need to be mindful, I need to be myself once more. I need to Meditate on it all, it is so much.
Daeira has gone, she has gone and so too has my heart for Nomads it seems.
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