Dawnsky · Chronicles

Gynata, one of my students, refuses to give up crystals. Trell and I worked with her and told her the consequences of using a crystal, but she paid us no heed. Not until we showed her what she could become, anyway. The foolish girl has been channeling seven hours a day, every day. Her skin is already discoloring. When I found her with a crystal a couple days ago, I admit that my temper went wild. I threatened her, slapped her, threw her, and screamed at her. I was afraid as Gynata was. My temper frightened me. I was completely out of control of myself, and dreaded what I would do. I left while Trell was scolding me. No one, save Steyr and Blade, has seen me since.

Blade informed me that I was being followed by a young girl, no older than myself. A dark beauty who flaunts her presence in the tavern by attacking an ebony piano. This was just after I had returned from staying with an old family friend. 
    "Just what I need," I muttered. I had dealt with male stalkers before, but never a mad, female student who hated every inch of me. A girl who wishes me dead, for unknown reasons. Perhaps I am stronger than her. But why would that matter? I won't be 'competing' with her any time soon. It continues to torment and frighten me. Perhaps her wishes are to capture me. Her brother, Karthen, is the one who is taken with me. Would she hand me over to him? While she is not more powerful than I, she has friends who are. 
      I shall have to avoid my family, lest Gynata turns on them. Where I will go, I have no idea. But it cannot be Silvermoon. There, my virginity and life is not safe. 

I saw my dear Steyr last night. The poor man had some horrible news to share. His uncle, the one who raised him until he started training, is dead. I felt horrible. I hugged him and comforted him. He thanked me, nodded absently, and walked away. I pray for my dear friend's well being, and am willing to help in every and any way possible. 

I leave Silvermoon on the morrow.