Well it seems that I, Cassandra has met, online at least, someone when I talk with him, I shutter, Mr. Raven, knows who I speak of. I have a feeling on utter darknes coming over me when I talk to this person. I need my servants, Servant where are you?
I need my lavander scents and my happy thoughts to help me talk to this person. I have a fear , but not fear of him, but a fear of the Unknown. I will be able to get over it and be able to understand it more in the future but as of now I feel as though, if I do something wrong I may cuase someone pain, not by my doing but by something I may say.