Today is the day....Today I will begin to discover who I am and what I am here to accomplish. After all I am from the Warrior Chaste My Father was a Warrior who served with distinction and died with Honor. My Mother was a Merchant she designed dresses and made clothing for those who could pay for them, But she also was benevolent enough to provide for those less fortunate. I am unique among Warriors not because I am more than Honor allows, but because I can read and write...this is rare I am told. Just how does a Warrior come to be able to read and write you might ask...so I will reveal how it all took place. When I was just a young lad and learning the codes and ways of a Warrior as my Father wished for me, My Mother wanted me to learn and become more educated. She hired a very young FW named Karis who taught me to read and write....I was slow to learn at first but then as I grew older I took to it in the same fire as my training in the ways of a Warrior. when I turned 16 my teacher was just 24 and very beautiful...I began reading some of the romantic and sometimes erotic documents of the entertainers and...well a young man of 16 does become aware of sexual appetites. it did not take long for my teacher and I to become intimate and she taught me things I will never forget concerning a woman and her needs...smiles...having siad that we were both extreemly foolish for a FW is not given slave wine and by the time I was 17 Karis was pregnant...I was ready to do the right thing for I loved her I believed...but one day she just disappeared and I never heard from her again nor did my parents ever speak of her. I do not even know if she is alive...did she have the baby...is it a girl or boy...is he a warrior or is she a dress maker...perhaps she is just a slave....I do not know the answers to these questions that often haunt my dreams...But since that day I have collected books lots and lots of books and documents and writtings of all types and kinds...I even have books from earth that I took from a merchant...He said He took them from a man from earth... I do not know the truth of that...but the books are mine....smiles...I gave away several of my books to help a slave learn and grow...I miss my books...sighs...they sit in my house on Helisto....perhaps when I find what i am looking for I will go back and get them...But today....Today I begin the journey
