Tuesday, the 15th day of November in the year 2005

I am concerned for our half-member. The little Spider Lily works on her own, there is very little in the way of communication from that one. I fear, then, that she's become enamored with one of the people that have been pinpointed as one of the reasons Die Herren were even sent back to Vienna. To the place of my death, birth, and resurrection. For an elder, he knows not how to be one. I believe, he simply wishes to insult the members of Die Herren by incorrectly using titles. Incorrectly adhering to basic protocol. We can ignore them. But our little Spider Lily needs to be adjusted if there is to be a coterie working in a unit.

The Snake, is also rather concerned about it; bringing it up of her own volition tonight. I suppose, it will be her who speaks to her in the end. It concerns me. I would only expect two Succubi to understand one another. In any case, the Snake has a pupil. Pulling that one away from individuals who would only be a bad influence upon her, in any case. I look forward to seeing how the Snake makes her blossom. The Queen, hmm? Sounds like a Ventrue in-joke.

That will be, 'fun.'

That seems to be a word being brandied about for no reason other than to speak of some intangibles as pleasure. I know desire. I know jealousy. I know want. They are wrapped into a woman who I thought I had lost forever. A woman who dances at the edges of my thoughts even now when I pen my thoughts. Dancing, swirling and with a light within all her own that seems crowned by the Moon itself. She overwhelms me with things I thought long dead. A sort of happiness that does not seem like an echo of anything that I know. Nothing, with her feels like an echo.

I was overwhelmed. I sat in the bed, and I looked to the clock. Stared at it. Wondered.

My Echos have been comforting. Easy to bury. Easy to Eulogize. But they are resurrected now. I know not, how to rectify this with my thinking of now.