Questions Questions.. and Thoughts

We have many prospects waiting to find their way to the main fires.. and I have many questions.. but I will never ask them.. no.. its none of my conern.. I have many thoughts on things.. but these too I will keep to myself... I will watch and learn..

Kaeli's daughter arrived.. from her training with Herlit.. thats Sef's sister I found out.. I have talked to her a few times.. and I try not to be biased because she is a daughter of the fires.. I do not see anything dweller within her... as her words were spoken... I do see a young girl.. coming home to be with her mother.. yet I see her struggle with trying to understand her welcome.. But its not up to me to say anything.. just help guide her along her journey.. Its is funny what you can see by just walking around camp... minding your own business.. Who is visiting whos wagons... what warrior is seeking to learn of his clan.. what young child will grow to be what they want to be.. I am a leatherworker.. its all I have known or want to know. I am secure in my clan.. and when I work I give my all to it.. I have no self doubts.. or insecurities about what I grew into.. To many speak of the city ways.. as if they know first hand.. I wish they would stop.. I hate the cities and I have never been there.. heck sometimes I feel walled in my own wagon and will sleep under the stars if I wish to.. but all this talk of the cities is annoying.. The whispers are annoying.. but I try to ignore most of it... Seve and I have our painting group tomorrow.. I went to the stream tonight and had some of the slaves help me put up small tarps.. incase my elders get too hot.. I do not want them getting naked and going into the stream with all those youngerster there.. I do not wish their minds scarred.. I told Epharim tomorrow he must wear clothes.. and he agreed..

My mother sent word that she could not come help.. My father will not allow it.. I worry for her.. His anger seems to have returned.. I hope my brothers keep a close watch as I am no longer allowed there...

I saw the old Spex Harold on my travels today.. He looked at me and smiled.. but said nothing... you know thats a scary thing to have happen.. like he knows something you don't.. gave me the willies.. But now its time for bed.. I am tired..