What if I'm a snowstorm burning?

I'm an idiot. I went looking for my own double, out of some sense of obligation or responsibility, though I know she's not me and never could be. I found her, too, or she found me. How stupid. I'm a healer, I've seen the damage weapons can do, and I had no real way of defending myself if she tried to murder me. Luckily she didn't; she just gave me an incredibly cold look and leapt off into the branches of the tree.

I know I had a sword once; I remembered that much. Maybe it's time I went looking to see if I can find it again.

On a happier note, someone left the most delightful cat-bunny in my apartment. My thanks to whoever is responsible. Some of my things are gone now...but it's so darling, I can't mind.