Broken Ashes

I can constantly hear them, the voices. It doesn't matter if I'm in a crowded room or the middle of a desert, I hear them, indistinct voices. I can never really work out what they're saying, and I've long given up trying. Everything changes when my life is threatened again, and the voices quiet, one strong voice telling me to run, so of course, I listen.

I've got some explaining to do, I know that. I mean, I'd have questions if I were in their position, too. The problem is I don't have any answers for them, and I seem to be unable to keep things to myself when I'm around them, which means I, of course, shared, and now they're panicking about how many times I've died. Silly men. It's not like it's a big deal or anything. Oh wait, it is. Then there's Winston and the spirit guides; I don't even know where to start with them.

The problems keep on piling up, we need to fix the breach quickly before something else manages to get through. I can't avoid the poker game again or I will risk making Ernie mad. Of course, nothing is ever simple, not even a poker game or the trip to the training academy. I end up causing more...

The Choosing. We knew that it was likely to happen, but it still throws me through a loop, my magic is only just starting to develop, and it's not strong enough to help me in any real way. Not that I could use it anyway because it's important that I appear human to the supe who is working with...

The tasks are getting more challenging, and the first one wasn't exactly easy. I can't say that they're not fun though. We're all feeling hopeful that we're going to be able to get the necklace off Kylen and free Coen but getting it is going to be a challenge in itself. I shouldn't be surprised...