10 Dec Day VIII & IX ~ Islanders

It was another few day’s of planning and working, long into the night. Of course, I could not help but feel the longing pulling at my heartstrings once again. At this point I try very hard to simply ignore the cold biting at me whenever it re-occurs. Though I am not quite sure how long I will be able to withstand this pain, I know at the same time, I cannot allow it to slow me down in any way shape or form. Ever since nightfall had arrived, I have however been feeling much more at peace, a more quiet state in my mind has arisen, and even during this time of conflict, rush, and closure, I oddly seem to be more steady than I had ever been in the past. Now, my day’s are shorter than they have ever been before, and time is without a doubt running out. I can almost hear the feet of time running with the wind, and all else we cannot see. This stirring, is one of the only things that in which cause my steadiness to shift to some un-easy level. And ever since their arrival they have pointed even this out to me, but this will not become a problem, I can promise it.