We had to be at the spaceport in Jinhas very early because the spaceship was going to leave orbit by the time the sun broke over the horizon on ‘Hănharys. That meant, of course, that none of us got much sleep. But it was worth it, because I wasn’t going to miss the trip back to Alharhan. Tereskàdhar may have been fine for a short visit, but I had no intention of staying here.

I am writing this from our third-deck cabin which seems to be quite a bit larger than the one we had on the journey to Tereskàdhar. The first thing we did when we entered the cabin was flop down on the beds, just long enough to rest our eyes. A few minutes later, one of the stewards came in and asked us if everything was satisfactory. I told him we hadn’t been in here long enough to make any judgments about the cabin, but if he gave us a few hours, we would give him a satisfactory answer.

I don’t if Tharhedhal is on this ship, but I have no desire to see him, or even speak to him. Even mentioning his name makes me think of the prediction he made about Alharhan and Tereskàdhar. Kykherhenha is angry with me, because writing about him has made me think about him, and my thoughts are her thoughts. He is wrong, she sends. Now stop it, please.

Captain Lhuâdel comes to our cabin shortly after the ship has left orbit, and he wants to know if we enjoyed our stay on Tereskàdhar. Rhalhea says No very bluntly, explaining that so many things had changed on ‘Hănharys that it didn’t even seem like the place where she was born and had grown up. The way she said rather surprised me, although I did agree with her. I tried to imagine what life would have been like if there had been no Jhar Morněl. Much, much different, Kykherhenha said.

Jhorhea wants me to take her swimming, so I will end this journal now.

Pešhŏk. 4.489/Day 536