2nd Quindirsday of Summer's Dawn, Second Age 1853: Another piece of lost civilization restored. I'm looking forward to the day when there are no more ruins within a month's travel. I think that's when I will feel comfortable calling these lands reclaimed. Lady Aria had all the important people come to a meeting. Isenara says the plan is to learn as much as we can about the chisel first, so I intend to as much as time as I can towards that research.
3rd Judicday of Summer's Dawn, Second Age 1853: Isenara died. I'm not exaggerating, I've not dreamt it. Well, technically I have but it felt so real. I felt myself reaching out to her, trying to hold onto her so I won't lose her. Then that featureless face, I don't know how but I felt like I knew that face. I felt being pulled away from Isenara, and then, when that face appeared, we were back together again. First thing I remember after waking up is tears on my face, but I also knew Isenara would be alright.
4th Judicday of Summer's Dawn, Second Age 1853: The expedition returned a few days ago, and immediately I knew I wasn't dreaming, Isenara bore new scars around her eyes, like something washed the color off of her skin. I have no doubt they would be much worse if Talindra wasn't the one taking care of her. She has a talent to make wounds disappear with no trace that one. I spent the time since poring over my books, trying to find some reference to that face. Only when I reached for a newer tome I found some references. The new court of death employed many spirits who accompany departed souls on their path through the afterlife, I haven't found anything specific about the featureless one, but I am sure it was one of those creatures, somehow keeping us together. I need to find more information, Forna Vasar is still too preoccupied with growth and survival in these hostile lands, but perhaps the other elven kingdoms had more luxury to research these restored spirit realms.