Greetings and Salutations. My name is Nadilia, and I am the Warrior of Water. Marilic, my true blue frind and dragon companion, adores to see me dances ballet. Apparently to him I move liek the waves of the sea itself. He also loves to hear me play my violin. He says that the oceans calm when such wondrous music is played. Flatterer. I do love to play, though. I feel the music run though me like a mighty river, chruning and controling my ever move and thought. it feels as though the water itself is trying to communicate with me, to tell me the stories of the sea. The Secrets it has held for millions of years, the things only the sea could ever see beneath it's billowing depths. If only I knew...

Marilic and I simply love to swim about the seas together, though here they are not as deep or large as they are on other planets. We run free as the fish all around us as we glide through these aqaumarine depths. We find all kinds of shells and shipwrecks full of lost treasures when we searcht the seas of other planets. I bring home all kinds of neat things, most of which I keep in a special underwater cavern in the south sea here at home. Marilic thinks of me as a collector of lives, because each thing I bring home has a story behind it connected to a life somewhere. Sometimes I think he's just silly, but he has been around this universe quite a bit longer than myself. Perhaps there is ome truth to what he says. But most of the time we just go swimming. Often times we will find tiny islands out in the sea and make sand castles to last forever, undisturbed. At least until high tide!

Something else I love to do is write. I'll sit up all night with a single idea and turn it into a real epic. The others think it's just a silly hobby, but I don't know. I seem to get these visions of people and places in my dreams, never knowing exactly what they are at the time. Yet when I wake up, I have about a thousand different ideas for stores and I have to write them all down before I forget them. I'll wake up in the middle of the night and write until dawn. I always have scenes running through my head, but never complete stories. I love trying to fill int he story balnks to make them complete. these dreams turn into full fledged novels, but their hardly ever finished. I even go so far as to try and put a story to some of the things i've collected over the eons in my cavern, but most of the time nothing stays. Perhaps someday I'll know what all this means, but for now, it's enough to just write about it.