What a terrible time to become ill! Sores across my hands and my feet and all along my mouth. Ashwyneth said it was typically a child's disease, quite contagious, and told me to remain apart from folk if I could. Imagine my surprise, when I am no longer ill, to visit my dear friend Owena and find her gone! Did no one think to tell me my friend had been abducted by that horrible man?! Apparently not! Even Timothie did not! Did Father know? I am afraid to ask him. I do not wish to be angry with him. One thing is absolutely certain, I will search for Owena until she is found. I would ask Timothie to accompany me...but I am sure his poor heart is beating frantically with fear.
I caught a glimpse of his face today, I believe. I wished to speak with him, but immediately became clumsy and thought better of it. I could tell, however, that his emotions are tearing him apart. Many think him a blank-faced man with no emotion. Ha! Idiots do exist. He clearly has emotion, though people have no eyes to see it. I wish more would see him for who he is. But...well..such is not in the nature of people. His time will come. They will see him as I do. Somewhat.
Ugh, I stray off course! Father told me to remain indoors for a few more days, but I have decided to search for Owena. I cannot leave her to be abused or tortured or...anything else that may happen to her wherever she is. Her and Father...they are all I truly have. If I lost Owena, I should never find a true friend again. It would break me. I have heard rumors of where this Wolfshead man keeps his captives. I believe I will speak to Ash about it. I am sure she will have heard the gossip and sifted through it carefully by now. I do know this, I shan't rest until Owena is found. ~Lissi
