Black Horse

Aye, Aye, Aye. So its been a rough couple of weeks. Nothing horrid but stressful none the less. We've moved into tents as of now, no biggie but these cots are not doing good things for my back. Needless to say I haven't exactly been sleeping deeply for long periods of time. I'm not sure if my dreams have been messed up simply because of that fact or if there is actually something going on here. At this point neither would suprise me. The biggest thing I remember from them is someone sitting on a huge black horse, war torn, watching a city burn. I know whatever I'm seeing this person is the cause of it, but what gets me most is in the center of the city is the same tower I keep seeing in other dreams.

Some thing else has been going on lately too. It seems I can feel the energy flow off of absolutly everything. Which, back in the states is not that weird. However since I've been out here alot of that has been dulled. I don't know its just my body getting ready to go home or if something else is at play. I'm willing to bet on the former but some of what I'm seeing out here is kind of bothering me. There is something nearby, well two somethings actually. Both of them are old and both of them are big. One of them is familiar to me but with him its hard to tell, bastard has more faces than most cities. What is weird is he usually isn't timid about coming up on me. I noticed him more than a week ago and so far he is still pissing around. Just as well I suppose, I really don't have time to deal with more shit right now.

Ah well, I'll be home in about a week and after that I can recharge to be ready to go at it again. Later