It is said that after the storm comes the times of calm weather... And once there was someone who said that there were deep trials that two people should conquer, which will define if their lives were meant to be joined forever, or not. There have been many trials and definitively the two people in question had many things to prove to each other but mostly to themselves. They had to live their own life in order to understand the complicated facts of basics. They had to conquer the pain that threatened to destroy both in their own way, the actions that could not be taken back... Change. Growth. Renewal. The winter came and destroyed everything, but then Spring gives birth to Hope and so, once again the Faerie Tale comes alive... This time, stronger than ever, and soundly based on a respect that there wasn't there before, an understanding that wasn't there before and a new faith that was killed before.

I have killed a ghost that haunted me for so many years. This ghost pushed me over the edge some months ago. Trilogy was my greatest love ever, and his words made me insane, made me loose grasp of reality and made me go over the edge... The good thing, I finally acknowledged that keeping hope in a constant nothing was holding me back. Thanks to AVO I came to see life in a new light, and although things did not work out I found that I still have something left of that girl from high-school that had so many goals in life, that was so demanding with herself... that was so naive... but assertive. I fussed with all around me but relationships, I had to. After so many years I put myself first, I just hope that no one was hurt in the process... So I lived for work, my own goals have much precedence over anything else... I decoded who I am, once more. I remembered, who I wanted to be, what was right, what was wrong... I loved myself so much, I don't know why I allowed myself to get lost to the will of my ghost... a stupid, flawed idea... For more than 13 years, chained to a thought... The illusion of perfect. Perfect was all along within me. And perfect was all along on my face.

Last week I began to make sense with my life, after putting other pieces in the right place. Giving is how you take. Being myself is the best I could do, back then at high-school, and now. And the great mystery is, rediscovering and loving myself I have also fallen into truth. An epiphany, you may think... I needed not to look for love, it was always at my side. He had to learn things, to quench the tainted past he had... to learn about letting go, about giving without receiving, about humility and fairness and truth itself. It has been a long journey, but he made it. Alone. And I admire that he gained strenght of character, a will to live, and on the way, he made himself a good man. So, my dear Groundel has finally found a home within me. He earned it after so long. His betrayal always there to remind him of what not to do, of what he was and should never be again.

He did not ask me, in fact he had given up on me. And it was such a deligtful surprise, just saying the words... "Let's get married next year". That one he never expected to her from me, the feminist bitch that would forever punish him for his treason... And I never expected to forgive. But rediscovering my core it is so simple after all... And somehow, it feels so right. So, we finally decided to get married next year, by October. I want the charm to be a good spell that lasts forever, so it has to be on Halloween's eve. Of course, I am a witch. :P Ohhhh... I am so excited about it all! I was the one who said I would never marry by the catholic church, that no man deserved me... And it feels so right everything ever since last week... I feel at peace, a feeling that I had forgotten after so many years... I feel I am doing the right thing after so many doubts and uncertainty, after making myself blind to emotions... I am feeling everything now... My old self is back, and it is just amazing.

Coriolis was happy about it, and will be the godfather. Lucinda will be the Godmother. El Calvo will be the wedding coordinator. The theme, Midsummer Night Dream/faery-goth/medieval. We are connecting with more depht of beliefs, giving reason to our madness and it's all simply lovely. We have been there in our ups and downs, we have been there for a long time as support, our frienship passing the tests of distance and boundaries of situations and feelings... I showed him the right way of doing things, and he decided to follow the lead, all by himself. So... It is full circle.

Groundel the orcish priest of Flame, and Kymill the plane-touched bard... Live long and prosper!

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