Γ 18

[silk_for_calde]

It's odd to watch the weather grow cold here. It was winter when I left Viron-- although admittedly an unseasonably warm winter-- and summer when I arrived here. Have I lost half a year, or gained it? Certainly it's unusual to have to ask such a question.

I have been reading a little about this upcoming holiday. It seems that there is a vast difference-- not only with Christmas, but with the other holidays I've seen celebrated here-- between the religious aspect of the festival and the way in which it is celebrated. Which is not necessarily a criticism; although as I understand it, it is often cited as one. We've less celebrations in my whorl, it seems; and generally there is less of a... secular celebration. Only special services in the manteion, usually.

I've been thinking of writing a book about my whorl, though I doubt I'd be any better as an author than as a speaker. I haven't been able to find any in the Library; not even a copy of the Chrasmologic Writings. At least... not a whole copy. I find pieces, passages, that seem to be too close for coincidence...

Well; that is a mystery to keep in mind, I suppose. I wonder whether anyone would read such a book, were I to write it; but perhaps the act of writing it would be good for me.