An excerpt from Thordan's Second Journal
Written on the three hundred and thirty-seventh day of the Winter of Shining Snowflakes
(known as 3 Waterrise 634 in the Southern Realms)
This will probably be the last entry that I will write here.
Don't get me wrong. Redwall was, is, and always will be always a nice place -being one of the few places in Mossflower (and perhaps the entire world) that welcomes all beasts. They've even taken in a vermin four seasons prior (he's dead, though). I wonder what Egil will say about that. He won't join me, though, seeing that he has his business to do at home. Besides, he hates the cold, so a winter in Mossflower is clearly right out.
Anyways, the Redwallers actually held a feast inside their walls tonight to 'send me off'. I don't remember how many times I mentioned here that Redwaller cuisine is exquisite, so I was tempted to put that here again - the previous sixty or so times notwithstanding.
The Dibbuns finally decided to pester me further with ever question they could think of. What is Floret like? Do you have warriors in Southsward? What is your favourite colour?
Of course, the last time I checked, Father was edging towards open rebellion, so I don't really know what's happening back in Floret. Maybe he was able to reconcile with Skipper Becker. Maybe he had to give up his Dravain lands to somebeast more loyal. Maybe open war had begun back home. By Great Seasons, may it not be the last case!
Calling me to Arnet would mean that Father has plans ahead for me. I actually don't mind the fact that Father tends to use me as more of a Pawn than a Leaper or Runner. He already has Sigurd and Sigrun from Sigrid, and I was born just to secure Thavnair (and perhaps to land Father on the Parman throne). I hope this new plan can work well for both him and me, and that it spares the Realms from further suffering.
On the bright side, it seems I will get to see Lorcan and Alfyn again. I wonder what those two are up to right now, without me to argue with. King Garmund has clearly bestowed his favour upon them - an act that he rarely does.
I have much to do once I get back home. Writing to Mother and Egil, meeting with the Arnet twins, shopping… the list goes on and on.
Tarka has copied down every single entry of my journal, in case I fail to return from Triel, and I will use another journal back home. Of course, I will do my best to visit Redwall a second time. And maybe a third. And a fourth too.
Anyways, goodbye, Redwall, and on to Arnet!