7.Life

Dear diary,
 
It's been a few days since I last wrote. I know, how dare I? I was just caught up with the Black Sylph matter. Don't worry, dear diary, it all seems good for now.
 
Right after that cursed night, I couldn't sleep so I just stood beside the Black Sylph. I don't think anyone saw me there. Eve might've heard me, she decided to sleep in the crows nest atop the main mast that night. The Black Sylph felt very weird, I don't know if she knew I was there or not. If she did I would be quite embarrassed. I talked a lot about how I felt about this apocalypse thing, and Eve, and everyone. I don't usually spill my feelings to everybody, mostly nobody actually, except you, dear diary, of course. You don't judge me.
 
Next morning, after a couple of lowly hours of sleep we continued with our normal scheduled day. Heron and Verfy continued to train together. I could see Heron actually making a lot of progress, not that Verfy didn't, but not as much. Heron really starts to become more powerful and solid. Nixie learnt some river magic and botany, which I found amusing since we were going into a land which was supposed to be cursed with the greed and death of hundreds of generations of humans. There will be no plants there Nixie, you silly. As for rivers, there might be some, but will magic work on them? I think the curse won't let her do anything there. Nixie is actually good company. I know I was afraid at first, but that's because she greeted us with her stranger's face. Now that we know each other better and spent some time I don't feel afraid of her anymore. She is well capable of controlling her magic form affecting us.
 
I also made a mistake today, yeah it can happen dear diary. I know I never told you about my mistakes but why should you know everything. I am not perfect. Today when we got together under our improvised tents to talk about what's to come, and what happened, I made a poor joke and called Eve a demon. It wasn't even a joke, I don't know what got into me, it was just stupid. And after what happened the night before. Stupid Bartolomeu. I let my frustrations with Talion cloud my judgement. Calm down Bart... You know it happens, mistakes.
 
After some consideration I decided to take it easy on Talion, because he is in a very tough situation mentally, I am sure. There is no point in making him more miserable, that would never help him and in turn us. I do feel very sorry for Eve. I usually don't upset girls but there is a first for anything... I hope she can forgive me. I need to find something to make her forgive me, or just happy in general. I think I overheard her saying she LOVES peaches, so I will talk to Xebec to buy her a crate of peaches when we get to Gessen. I, unlike Talion, care for Eve and I wish to atone for my mistakes. You can never go wrong with food, right? I learned that from dear Verfy.
 
Me and Eve still talked, despite my stupidity and total lack of conscience. I sang her a nice song which I composed on the spot about a knight waiting for his loved one to come back to him. Believe it or not I was inspired by Talion when he was waiting at night with the cookies. I think she liked it. I wish I could hug her now. In a platonic way of course... Yeah... Platonic... Wake up Bart you're not in love. You are on a mission to save the Black Sylph and the world.
 
We reached the Monument of Life, and we quickly rushed to the temple. We reached a strange looking and small pillar with a circle made on barren ground around it. We had no idea what was in front of us or what we had to do, but somehow we were all guided to go there, in front of the pillar and sit down with the Black Sylph. All of a sudden we were standing in front of a hill, with a small river flowing downhill. We started to carry the Black Sylph upstream towards the top of the hill. She suddenly started to become a lot heavier, so we pitched in to help Heron carry her. Everyone with the best of his abilities. We soon reached a point where we couldn't advance anymore. Then Talion started thinking of doing something using higher arcane. It was a good idea, but whatever he tried alone didn't work and made the Black Sylph even heavier. Eve and I came with the idea we should all come together in this and ask for His power to help us save the Black Sylph. Higher arcane, as the mages call it, is something of a leap of faith. I had to explain to Verfy, as she never truly understood our religion. She started learning about it after she met Nixie a while ago. You must have the faith, and open yourself before the horrors and evils of the world, that the power of the Almighty will flow through and save you and your soul. Although she didn't understand the concept as a whole, we as a party already made that leap of fate to one another in Marion. We promised each other we would never turn against ourselves and we wouldn't abandon this mission we are on. She put her trust in us expecting nothing in return. And we did the same. That's what makes us strong in front of evil. Little did she know, but she already accepted the Almighty in her heart. Eve was quite surprised with me after the fact. I suppose she didn't see me as a religious person, or able to be serious.
 
In the end the Black Sylph got better, and was alive... Partially... She is very fragile now, and seems like her body is crumbling to pieces. I made sure to collect every piece of her. Maybe we could find a way to help her regain her body and strength. She wrote to us she doesn't feel any pain, or anything for that matter. She told us about her interaction with Damaschini and Liyaria. She won't show her face to us, and I respect her decision. Eve is taking care of her now, she asked the monks for a cart and some pillows so we can carry her around.