Living Amid the Myths

Mat's gone.

He went out for a ride and didn't come back and didn't contact me or anything, so I went to the Hall and he's really, really gone. I guess the horse went with him because she didn't come back either.

I... I don't know what to do. All my house is memories of Mat and Tony. Part of me wants to go away and leave it and never come back again and another part wants never to leave it even for a minute because maybe there they'll stay more real.

Who will hold me when I sleep at night and make me feel safe and tell me I'm special? I loved Mat so very very much, more than I ever dared tell him.

I feel... I feel very small and lost.

Rain is at the edge of the forest, standing on one of the rocks by the river, head up, arms outstretched in the sunlight.

Isn't it a beautiful day? Oh, I'm so happy here!

People should come join me! Surely work can wait for a while?

Something's wrong. I don't know what, but the clocks are dead and there's something in the wind and... it's just wrong. Like bad wrong.

And I'm scared.

I want to be home safe in my house where I can see the stars, but it's dark and I'm afraid to leave the library.

I was working at the library yesterday and then I curled up in a corner with a book and kind of ended up staying really late and fell asleep and now, well...

When I woke up I had no clothes on. And I can't find them anywhere.

So now I'm kind of tucked away trying to hide behind my backpack. Not that I really mind not having clothes on if I'm alone, but anyone could come along here!

At least there are books.