[Muse]

*Jay's journal laid open, his quill still standing up in the ink well. Jay came through the door into the inner chambers of the burning house, a sigh of relief on finding it untouched. He walked to it and took the already dipped quill out of the well, wiping the excess ink off on the rim of the well. He then flipped to the next available page and began to write..*
Another day, another week, another month. Business as usual goes in Thay.
*He sighs.*
Nightmares have been striking me recently, without relent.
Each one that comes to me isn't a dream, like a normal fantasy of most dreams.
It's almost as if it's a insight on the future, or the past.
Some have been flashbacks, but some have been of me now in precarious situations..
I don't know what to do, or what to say.
*He shudders really quickly as something pops into his memory.*
I should seek out Phydran ((Carcass)), a seer that had used tarot cards earlier to actually reveal me. His interpretation and it's meaning was right on the bullseye.
*He runs his other hand through his hair, his eyes widening with it but he lets it go and puts it back on the parchment to hold it in place.*
He might tell me what I should make of this..
*He looks to hands, stopping his writing. He closes the journal, putting the quill back into the ink well. He sighs, pulling his hair back with both his hands, sighing as he leans back into the chair.*
"What is to come.." He mutters to himself.