In this world I never thought I would want love.
My Mother and Father are long gone now.
The life of a Ranger is lonely when there are no kinsman at your side.
I still recall my Mother dying and the sight of her blood pouring into thick pools.
I never thought I would see the day when I would want a husband.
I was always so independent.
A free spirit.
But alas now my youth is over and It seems that is gone.
I fear that one day I shall die alone.
But if there is hope to be had I shall die from a ripe age and with the man I love.
