In Memory of Åsmund

35th of Shar 358

I met Åsmund when I was only 16 years old. It was so long ago yet it feels so recent in my brain. He taught me how to harness my magical ability, how to change my form. He saved my life countless times. He took care of me like I was his own child.

Åsmund was the icon Memory, Carrier of Forgotten Struggles. He... he considered being an icon a negative. If there is a memory no one will remember, one lost to oblivion, he would remember it. He had been on countless adventures during his life, some he told me about, some he never did. I remember how he used to get overcome by strong waves of emotions. He would have tears rolling down his face when these distressing memories came in, staring at the mountains and the tree line in contemplation. I would hold him and hold his hand. He was never much of a talker with others but with me, oh he talked so much. He was such a sentimental and emotional person.

I will never forget the first day we met. I was going to collect herbs and berries for my family to sell. I went off the beaten path and I took a rest on a rock in an open clearing. I remember every minuet detail of that day... the sun hitting my skin and the texture of that rock. The rustling of the trees and the bushes, the sounds of birds chirping in the distance. To think I was scared and wary of him at first. To think that had I not gone off the beaten path that day, I would've never been sent on this path of life. If he hadn't had saved my life from that wild bear. If we never went on our countless trips over the years, if I just stayed back in Eldercairn with my family, holding the life that was planned for me. I don't know what it would be like.

I will make sure to live up to what he wishes of me to do. I will hold onto these memories of him, never letting them go. I am thankful he was in my life and I miss him so so so much. He... He was truly the first person I ever loved. Not romantically, I mean but... in a different way. He was my mentor, my teacher. I can't put to words my feelings I just... I miss you, Åsmund. I miss you so much. I feel guilty for all the things we never got to do together but I am glad we got the little time we had together before you passed. Thank you... for everything.

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