Sarapin 19th, 465 AF:
I have remained adrift in a sea of dreams and illusions for moons
and moons.
under the oak again, I wonder, does it all amount to a hill of beans?
my travels, my trials, and my loves....
Yet again here I sit, under the oak, and wonder...
shall I continue in my quest?
...and how has all of my dreaming changed anything?
Here again as before I sit with my book and my questions.
to sit. to take a walk and find a chuckle and a sup.

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Valnuary, in the year 468 AF.