OUR STORY


Journal entry 1

Some nights I dream in the notation Qd8++ teacher says it is my mind building muscle memory he says at the highest level I will begin to see the world as a board and it's people as pieces. We speak about life being a game and how it's important to learn the rules and perfect thee maneuvers that's why we train so hard. Even at a time of peace we must prepare for war I've never been in battle but I feel I'm ready, after all I've been training in aikido jujitsu and iaido since I was five. I wonder what it feels like, father says it is a scary and thrilling he fought in a war so did his father I wonder if I'll ever see the battle field. How else would I test my skills and leadership how else can I truly call myself a man

Sincerely 

J Louis

 


Journal entry 2

Wine and women wine and women that's all my cousin Anthony talks about I think he's more excited that I'm turning 21 to be totally honest I love woman just as much as the next man but I'm more nervous than anything. The day I turn 21 is the day I take a seat on the throne next to my father and sit in on the council meetings. This is a part of the training that all heirs to the throne receive. Me a King .... teacher says he's taught me all he can in the physical art of war and my chess game is world class but do I really want to became a king. At times I wish I was born son of a blacksmith living the modest life eventually taking over the family business no one to appease but god my wife and my children

Sincerely

J Louis


Journal entry 3

 Disbelief I'm only writing because there no one to talk to mother is inconsolable and teacher has gone off to retrieve the body I wanted to go but I was forced to stay. The whole castle is on lockdown I just want to see you I won'tbelieve it until I do. My father would do this tour every year visiting the surrounding provinces never an issue when I was younger I would go with you. I don't know what worse losing a fatheror losing a husband. I can't stand to hear her weep I want to be there to console her but she has shut everyone out I know she hasn't eaten uncle and Anthony forced me to eat. Uncle and I are meeting with the council soon if it is truth that father's gone then I will be the next king I don't think I'm ready but that means nothing when it come to tradition what a way to spend my 21st birthday

Sincerely

J Louis


Journal entry 4

It's a tradition that the new king delivers the eulogy for the previous. Some traditions are just stupid. Don't I deserve time to morn. For some he was a king and warrior for me he was just my pop my best friend I don't want to talk about his accomplishments the improvements he made to our economy these are things of a king he wasn't my king he was my father I want to remember the breakfast on Sundays the hunting trips smiles he put on my mother's face  when he returned from a long trip. I always felt loved now I'm just so angry and nothing makes sense why you why so soon 21 years is enough time for me to make some great memories but not enough time to prepare for this he was a man of few words but everything he said was pertinent so he commanded everyone's attention I don't have an ounce of this anthony said just speak from the heart how can I when my hearts broken

sincerely

J Louis


Journal entry 5

I almost didn't but I'm glad I did if I never realized there was a greater being organizing all things happening in our lives it is even more obvious now. Let's start with how this all started this week has been a hard one for me and mother. She was convinced that I needed time away she knows me so well so she suggested that I go to father's cabin in the mountains. Reluctant of course yet I followed her orders as soon as I walked in the memories of him overwhelmingly hit me like bricks. Everything was just like he left it.  It smells like his favorite cologne I needed to do some thinking so I did what he would do I grabbed a bottle of scotch and went to study. He was an avid reader and apparently a writer I found his journal in the drawer of his desk. I read the last journal entry of his life and it was about me he spoke so highly of me as if I was more than just a son. He spoke of how great I was doing with my training how he thought I was ready. The last words I read in the journal play over and over in my head you will be greater than I ever was. He was preparing me for this day he must have none ,was he told by something greater did he speak to God in this cabin, god please speak to me 

sincerely 

J Louis