May- 7:27PM
Today, my prayers were answered as I was given a feather. Not any ordinary feather, a feather that will one day spawn a friend and companion for life.
My ivory white feather, whose tips are stained with rusted copper and blood markings, has already stolen all of my love. I have called this docile, fragile cream feather Kagei. [Caw-Geh]
I think tomorrow I will begin to teach this little feather, I will explain to him what love means. The meaning of caring, and the meaning of friendship. I won't teach him with words, diagrams and books, because these qualities and emotions can not be tought that way. I will teach him with words and actions, and hopefully, these qualities will rub off on him.
Upon recieving Kagei from his old home of display glass and velvet pillows, I imedeatly cupped the fraile feather in my hands, admiring its soft texture. Afterwards, he was placed here in this journal. Hopefully he will emerge soon, as I have been cooing and comforting him.
Mostly little snipits of tenderness like, "Kagei, this world is so magnificient, I hope you will come out soon and see it." and, "Little boy, my little Fenthry, I will protect you from the few bad actions in this world of ours." If he is listening, I know he will think of joining me outside of his feathered case. I think, when he emerges, I will teach him to right his own journal entries. He's going to be very bright, I think.