01-29-2015, 05:28 AM
This simple tome is thick and well-worn. The pages have been thumbed through a number of times, and crinkle gently when turned. Its pages are bound in a rich red leather cover, with ornamental silver bindings at the corners, and silver leaf along the edge of each page, as one might find in a grimoire. An elegant rune on the cover serves as an arcane lock which keeps the tome sealed tight against prying eyes. An elaborate quill made from a larger-than-usual crow’s feather rests beside the book, a sealed pot of black ink beside it.  Opening the pages, one would find simple words on the first page, the writing neat but sprawling.
The following page is covered with small but elaborate drawings, most of things not commonly found on Eorzea, or that many Eorzeans would have no knowledge of, others of things more common, such as various creatures. Â All around the margins, the pages are decorated with interwoven roses, vines that present a solid border around the page. Â At the bottom of that second page, in much neater and smaller script: "Musings and theories, formula and fact. Â Herein lies the muttering incoherence of my thoughts, that I might someday categorize them."
The first few pages thereafter contain long entries, with very few words coherent, much of it written in cipher and a multi-lingual shorthand meant to be confusing to any but the writer. Â Beyond that, more recently dated entries flow instead in simple script.
The  Personal  Journal  Of
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The following page is covered with small but elaborate drawings, most of things not commonly found on Eorzea, or that many Eorzeans would have no knowledge of, others of things more common, such as various creatures. Â All around the margins, the pages are decorated with interwoven roses, vines that present a solid border around the page. Â At the bottom of that second page, in much neater and smaller script: "Musings and theories, formula and fact. Â Herein lies the muttering incoherence of my thoughts, that I might someday categorize them."
The first few pages thereafter contain long entries, with very few words coherent, much of it written in cipher and a multi-lingual shorthand meant to be confusing to any but the writer. Â Beyond that, more recently dated entries flow instead in simple script.