A long welcome

I stood out among the others today, that I know. I believe I must have looked elegant. If I may say so, that skirt is my favourite one. It is too bad I do not use it very often.
In my opinion, the welcoming ceremony was unnecesary long. However, I greatly appreciated the music to which we were treated. The woman playing the violin is famous all over the known world ((Rie Nakajima)) and I believe the two instruments completed eachother very well.
Then was held a reception, during which I acquainted myself with some of my superiors. I believe this people to be a strange one, different to all others we know of. Their customs are not like those of other apanonar, yet also very unlike ours. Some things I find a difficulty adjusting to, others are very charming.

I have taken to retreating to the great library at times, since there is always quiet to be found and not many come here. I know I must soon put out the candle and return to my own room - I am sharing it with one of the horse-people called Tseegi - but I am reluctant to go. There is so much knowledge stored here, and the place is calm. Outside the windows I can see the mountaintops, covered in snow, and I think of home. It is a beautiful sight, however, I am glad that the sea is not far away. I know I will dream again tonight, of that quiet garden to where my soul is longing to rest. Yes, some day far from now.

The feeling of incompleteness does not leave me, though. Wolf, oh my wolf, how I wish for your presence.
A good night unto you all, spirits of the unknown. Carry my message to my love.

Finding Neverland

It seems to me I was right about tonight. The air was unusually warm for such a season. Now, outside, the elements greet me in their own peculiar way, letting flashes of light shine on the mountains in the distance. The rain and the wind wrapped themselves around me, as I walked back to write a little to myself, after having left the second letter in two days to the Messengers. My hope is that both will arrive safely to their destinations. I know my wolf is expecting his eagerly.
From the very beginning of this my journey, I was in doubt. And never did I doubt more, than when I had to take those first steps. But knowledge is what I was wishing for, and I have to pursue this chosen way for now, or I shall not reach my final destination. So it happens, that in only three wanderings of the Sun over the sky, I shall once again don the simple clothes, not of Elenaria the traveller, or Elenaria the Vanyar, but of Elenaria the scholar. I do look forward to it, as was expected, but the doubts still lingers. And I feel that somehow, not much would be required to make me turn around, and swiftly make my way back to where I started.
Not that any place one ever leaves is where one started. But I believe I have made my point.
Yes. Knowledge. The wish for it burns me still. Ah, no peace yet. The sea still waits, beckons. I love it as I love the forests. And we know we shall meet, but there is nothing but a gentle friendship between us. Ah... beware of the sea, if thou hearest the cry of the gulls on the shore, thy heart shall then rest in the forest no more. Yes, a good poem. But no, it does not force me from the forests. And, in any way, I know other forests await me. Into the West.

It is time for my sleep. It is time to let again the stars guide my mind, and rest from this dreary world. I do so hope I will meet my wolf on the fields of dreams again.

Far, far away...

Urgh. I shall start my blogging career with an "urgh". "Urgh" is an appropriate word right now. My discovery that Japanese girls not only giggle a lot, but also have the aMAZing ability to giggle loud and all at the same time was, I think, a groundbreaking discovery.
Not.

So. The situation stands like this:
I have deserted my home country of Sweden, where I studied the Japanese language for one year and a half, to take one semester at Akita International University, Japan. At home, my wolf. My love, my life, that strange thing that happened to me and made my belief in things fantastic soar again. Here, lots of strange people with alien habits, food, language, way of life. Lucky I speak Japanese already, or I would have been lost.
Next week, time to start studying. Last week, four days in Tokyo. I summon the experience up in a few words: mad, hysteric, crazy. Don't go there. Just don't. Really, you don't want to. It is like Christmas rush, all the time. Only, at times and certain places it gets worse. But, I got to take photos of gothic lolitas and cosplay-zokus. And go to the Tokyo International Anime Fair. Wow.
Akita is situated on north-western Honshu. The university lies in the middle of nowhere, which I like, with an airport close, which I also like - watching airplanes makes me dream about travelling. Beautiful scenery, mountains, rivers, forests... and, if you go anywhere near a settlement, boring, drab ricefields.
My roommate is a Mongolian girl named Tseegi. She is very nice, I already like her.

And. That's about it for now. The most important things are covered, next time I'll get down to what matters.
Writing strange blog-posts that no-one really quite understands. Wohoo!