Middas 12th Heartfire

I was out all night. 
I am not tired. 
Instead I just feel weak. 
Worse than when I suffered from the illness, but I do not feel ill. 
Now I am sat in the chapel in Bruma. 
There is no one here. 
I can feel eyes on me. 
A hidden presence radiates its disgust and hatred towards me. 
I will not succumb to its pressures. 
I need to close more Oblivion gates. 
The thought of the fires terrifies me. 
I have not eaten since I was at Weynon. 
I am not hungry. 
I am not well. 
I am not aware. 
I may see what the mages have to say about my condition. 
Tonight. 

Middas 12th Heartfire

I am back at Cloud ruler Temple.  It took me only a few hours to get here.  I ran.  I ran all the way from Weynon Priory into the Jerall Mountains.  I did not even have to stop for breath, a simple apprentice level stamina spell was all that was necessary. 
I am outside.  The air is strange.  It is snowing but the flakes feel warm against my face. 
I passed a trader on the road to the temple.  He ran from me in fear.  I do not know why.

Middas 12th Heartfire

My illness caused me to not wake at all yesterday.  I wonder what has transpired since then. 
Today when I awoke I felt much better.  Better than I ever have before, even.  Certainly better than before I became ill.  It is most strange.  At the priory I was surprised to find Brother Piner alive and well.  It would seem I mistook him and Brother Maborel for one another.  It is the case that Maborel was the one to die, and his horse that I owned for a brief time before it ran away. 
Piner lies asleep now. He attacked me when I woke from my long slumber.  Perhaps he did not know I was here and then thought I was a thief.  I will leave now.  I feel strange.  I can hear my heart beating, but it almost sounds like the noise is coming from Piner's chest...

Morndas 10th Heartfire

I went back to Hackdirt to let the man who helped me find Dar-Ma know she was safely home.  However, he did not seem interested.  I decided to see what treasures awaited a brave adventurer in a nearby ruined fort.  There was some very average loot guarded by some rather week vampires.  I was able to kill them easily enough.  Then what I did next was very strange.  I explored an ancient Ayleid ruin.  I don't know what compelled me to do so - I knew how dangerous those ruins were and this one was no different.  I found myself putting myself in more and more dangerous situations.  Upon escaping the hordes I disturbed I made it to Weynon Priory.  I believe I may have contracted an illness.  I will have to get lots of rest. 

Sundas 9th Heartfire

After today there is one less portal to Oblivion in Nirn.  At least I wish this were true, but I suspect many more gates have opened to negate the closing of a single one.  Still, the practise of fighting daedra can only benefit me.  I did not find any bandit camps as I had hoped, but instead I found the daedric shrine to Hermaeus Mora.  I was unable to communicate with the Lord, unfortunately.  I have read that those who complete a task for a Daedric Lord are granted a mystical item.
After walking through the Jeralls I found myself in the Colovian Highlands near Chorrol.  Dar-Ma had gone missing in Hackdirt.  She was being held in the caves.  I brought her back to her mother, who taught me a thing or two about bartering as a "thank you".

Loredas 8th Heartfire

Tomorrow I shall attempt to find another gate to Oblivion and close it.  I shall head west from the temple towards the Skyrim Bandit Camps.  If I am unsuccessful in finding an Oblivion gate then perhaps I will be able to shed some light on why these bandit clans have come into Cyrodiil. 
I will not take my new horse friend with me to these dangerous locales for fear it will suffer the same fate as Brother Piner's horse.  On foot it will take a long while to navigate the treacherous Jeralls, so I should leave early in the morning. 

Loredas 8th Heartfire

Brother Piner's horse is not at the temple.  It is sad indeed, but I can only assume I will never see it again.  The only other place I can imagine it would have ran to after the Frost Titan attack is Weynon Priory, but that is so far away that it seems unlikely it would make it unharmed.
Having lost one horse; fate, it would seem; smiled on me and I was blessed with another.  There has been a beautiful Chestnut horse wandering about outside the main gate to Bruma for a few days now.  It is clear that it has no master, as if it did it would be kept safely in the stables.  It cannot belong to a passing traveller who did not want to hassle the stable workers for a brief stay in town since it would not still be here.