The raging storm of the mind: A letter to Koshiro.

[Kazuro Itsumo]

My beloved Koshiro,

Oh how I wish my mind was as clear as my heart is. I wish you were here. I know I would not be alone in my decisions if you were. My mind feels like a ship lost in a storm without the stars to guide my path.

I am torn between the people of Meadowmere and the people of Sanctuary. Both sides have their reasons for what they do, and I am torn in the middle. With the destruction of the world at hand, my one voice is not loud enough to bring an understanding between both sides.

Sanctuary wants to be a refuge for beastfolk, a race that is seen as lesser in this unbalanced world. Yet beasts will act like beasts, instinctual and wanting to survive, something I understand all too well. It is something that father taught me.

Yet, I cannot condone the actions of Sanctuary. They have desecrated a temple and stolen artifacts from beastfolk sages. I know it is to being about a prevention of a world ending cataclysm, but they are silent in their motives.

If one side opens up to the other without opening bodies, perhaps a solution could be made. Perhaps an alliance could be formed, but sanctuary will only talk to beastfolk, and meadowmere has tried to talk, but they are drawn to their blades far too easily.

On top of this, things got more complicated since Rikku and I am now under the employ of one of the guards of meadowmere. I swear her nagging will not stop getting on my nerves. Sometimes I want to act silently and secretive, yet she does not stop talking and stopping me at every turn.

The waves toss and turn.
My ship rides the roughest seas.
When will it capsize?

I miss you, my north star in the night sky.
Your starlight, Kazuro Rai, Yagoni-Itsumo

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