Greetings all.

Firstly I would Like to apologize for my recent weird behaviour which
included me rambling like a lunitic, talking of stuff that does not
exist, sitting still for days on end, forgetfullness, being
disrespectfull, so on and so forth.

It is hard for me to explain myself but i will try and hopefully a
better understanding will come out from my recent experiances. A few
years ago for reasons that didn't seem clear to me I felt the need to
take a deep sleep, Coincadentally around the same time The Goddess of
Mischeif, Lady Khepri, Mysteriously disapeared. Around this time in my
slumbers I felt no different (Or at least I believed that
subconciously), I must have been sleep for a few years and when I awoke,
a weird feeling was present one in which I myself find it hard to
convince not only You, but myself. Around the same time of my awakining,
The Lady of Mischief suddenly made Her spectacular return to the realm,
But for reasons unknown to Her, She was turned into a Tabby cat.

I found myself resting up in Averroes room sitting down on the floor
next to him, Yet all my will to move has been drained. I had no desire
to move, nor talk, nor even think, Yet I tryed to go on with what has
been my normal life for as long as I have been me. (This is were it gets
weirder) As I sat there for what seemed like a matter of days actually
weeks and months passed, It was as if Time itself was pushing and
pulling me, Though I have no real recolections of what I was thinking as
I sat in that room I can and have pieced together some interesting facts
of this phenomenom.


1)The sudden urge to take a long restfull sleep (The phenomenom
sometimes known as hibernation seems to be the start), somehow it
changes your mind, or slows it down and speeds it up.
2)The sudden urge (After awakening) to do nothing but argue.
3)Voices (Constant reminders in ones head telling.. no forcing one to
stop making sense).
4)Awakening - After the damage is done to ones reputation and mind.

As stated before This is a public apology so I do not wish to comment
any further than how deeply sorry I am for my poor behaviour, I will do
my best to find out what the phenomenom that over takes some people
(quite possibly its affects are only on the 'imps' of sapience), and if
any other cases of this are known, or you feel that You are not of your
sound mind please contact me, so we can talk and try to figure out what
really is going on.

Thank you for your time.
Misty the imp.

Penned by my hand on the 22nd of Severin, in the year 121 MA.