Sitting by the river bank is so calming that I scarcely notice the pain any more. I spent much of the morning feeling grateful, believe it or not. This pen is so important to me, a gift from your father in fact. A very expensive gift. Capsulized ink is rare, and even though I’ve had this pen for over three years now it isn’t even half-used. I love my pencils, but this pen means so much more to me.I’m glad I did not lose it in my feverish haze. I’m even more grateful that I am feeling so much better today.I still ache, and it is difficult to focus, but overall I am simply exhausted. The priestesses seem surprised by the speed of my recovery. They remain unaware that it was the enchantments in my armor that ultimately made it possible.