Segments From Arainia’s Journal-The Darkstone Chronicles

It’s been a long time since my mother was taken from us. Sleep no longer comes to me as easily as it once did. I roam corridors of the castle as everyone dreams unfold. Every night I would walk pass my father’s lab and I could hear muffled voices. I made sure Zoe stuck to her lessons and me to my training. Anything to keep the tears and the feeling of sadness pushed deep inside of me. My instructor, Lady Vale, noticed I was purposely letting myself get injured during my spar time. The pain seemed to help keep my mind off my mother not being here.
It all seems as if I’m inside a weird dream I can’t wake up from. I guess writing down my thoughts and things that are happening to me, help a little. I’m so tired I can barely focus to write in this journal.  I want to get stronger so that I can go find out what happen to my mother.  Zoe will be sad when I leave, but I believe she will understand.  Father on the other hand will most likely be very upset. I have so much to prepare for.