cainroth

Ok So right after my last post, things got weird. Tyler came back in after we had thought he left. Apparently he had lost his car key. We searched at night, in the dark as best we could and just couldnt find it.

During the search I found a sterling silver ring. It didnt belong to anyone at the bon fire. Strangely it fits me. Being 65 250 lbs this is an unusual thing. It makes me wonder what sort of things had to occur for this ring to find its way to me. The ring is far too generic to be able to track the original owner down. I would be happy to give it back if I could find the person. It would be worth giving it back to hear how it came to me. Part of me doesnt really want to give it back though.

When I first picked it up, all I could think of was the Ring of Doom.

And this is after I had gone shopping to find a plain silver ring and couldnt find one. Strange how something I wanted just happened to find its way into my possession. Sort of fits ironically well as a symbol of the new things Im starting to believe in.

So there was this whole other adventure that added to the night. It wasnt really good or bad, but a strange balance of each. It was kind of an interesting adventure. I actually found treasure in real life. Cool.