I guess the universe really does even things out. Today I realized Iwouldn't be able to finish translating that urn inscription, my leg acted up, and I lost my favorite pen. Again. What I got in return was more than worth it.
A man came by today. His name was Verchiel Corbet. It was a short brief meeting. He is an interesting man to say the least. Cliche to say but true. What was even more interesting was the briefcase he brought with him.
Inside that briefcase was my new ward. A beautiful Snowy Owl feather. After a brief discussion and some blood drawn, I was given care of the feather and now am waiting for it to awaken. What sort of child will it be? Male? Female? Quiet? Loud? I haven't felt this excited since I found that chest during an expedition and had to wait for a special tool to be sent in so not to damage the chest.
For now I have the feather in the spare bedroom. The one that I cleared out last week of all my old records. Now that mess is in the study and I will have to organize it again. I hope that I can be a good role model for this new child. Oh well. What ever happens, I'm sure I can pull through.
