It’s been so long since I’ve actually written in this. But things are also so much clearer.

We’ve settled the keep that the antlermen were holding. We’re calling it Deliverance – I don’t know what from. Martin has assumed the role as leader of the settlement, but he still defers to us to make all decisions. How we’re supposed to run a town and find the Godfist is up to me. Still, I wonder if the Godfist is the real reason we’re here. Maybe someday we’ll be told.

The deja-vu has started becoming out of sync – even more than usual. Sometimes it’s like I see an entire battle before it starts. Most times, though, I can’t see enough of what happens to make it of any use. I’ll keep trying to hone the ability.

Finally, I feel our group is splintering. We don’t serve a single purpose, at least not in our hearts. My own heart doesn’t know what it wants to do to begin with. But I think if I can find a path to follow, I may be able to get the others to follow as well. Now just to figure out where to go.