Things I wrote (and art)

Writing - The diary entry of a woman, a hunter, a lost girl, and a friend

Based on my D&D Curse of Strahd character, Octavia (twilight cleric/moon druid)

(cw/ brief descriptions of plant based body horror and memory loss.)

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There's so much I've yet to say to you, my friends

If I'm even allowed to call you that

This journey we started on is changing all of us

And yet I cannot begin to fathom what it is that has changed about me

The light and the voice of my god is so far away, shrouded by the mists of this plane

Yet I've started to hear another voice calling to me

Somewhere in the trees, in the wind, in the rivers, in the crackling fire

I feel the earth shifting under my feet

And the prickling of thorns at my soles

I've dreamt of vines entangling me, choking me

Stalks of roses piercing into my arms through my veins

The marks that appeared on me since I've begun to tap into this magic, I've yet to show you

These nightmares fill my heart with such deep nostalgia

Yet it's smoking at the edges, faded

The harder I try to grasp, the further it slips away from me

Am I the only one of us who feels more at home in these woods than where I came from?

Am I even allowed to call this place my home if I can't even remember it?

I'm lost in this place

Despite everything, I'm still lost