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A Journal of sorts. - Paradyme - 02-15-2013 On the cover there are two letters. PC. A name that he was given. A large book that was handed to him from a friend that he was originally close to. They sadly drifted apart and this is all that was left for him to remember that friend by. A journal, which he writes in regularly. Thoughts, expectations, dreams and descriptions of adventures. Even history. Everything would be written down, here. Everything. Entry #1 Quote:I... Don't know what happened. But first there was... Fire in the sky. Amazing shades of reds and oranges coated what seemed to be a serene night previously. All I could remember was that there was fire falling from the sky. Bright, balls of flames falling towards the various towns and cities in Eorzea. And the next, there was clear as day, not a cloud in sight. The sun high in the sky as the day was before hell was unleashed. Just what happened... Entry #2. Quote:Nothing strange or fun about today, it seems. Just a normal day in the life of a normal guy. Woke up, checked in to see if there was anyone needed from the Adventurer's Guild, nothing there. Just headed on with a normal day's worth of work. Went to do a bit of shopping. Cleaned the house. Cooked some dinner, and read a bit more of that book. It was a nice day, all in all. A relaxed one. Something that was so sorely needed. Entry #3. The pages are smeared with blood, the ink has run slightly, as if he was crying. Quote:The cuts opened up a little today... They haven't opened up in a long, long time. I had almost forgotten about them existing. Everything came flooding back to me. Every moment of it. Waking up as he was tying my hands together. The rope in my mouth to muffle my screams. My legs bound so I couldn't run. Nothing was scarier than that moment. I was so helpless. The job seemed effortless. Easy. A nice way to get the gil I needed. But he turned out to be... A monster. I remember struggling. Trying to scream as he cut the back of my shirt open. Entry #4. Quote:I met a young woman today. Silver hair. Violet eyes. She was from Ul'Dah, I believe. It was a nice day. Sun was high. The lake was beautiful. She didn't seem to be able to appreciate it, though. I guess that's city folk, for you. Can't appreciate the quietness and grandeur of the Gridanian scenery. She offered me the opportunity to visit her in Ul'Dah if I was ever in that area. I think I'll take her up on it sometime. Soon, but not too soon. I need to raise the gil for it, of course. And if I do, I will set off on a proper trip. Not just there and back... It will be amazing. Entry #5. There are only a few simple words on this page. Quote:I made it to Ul'Dah. I shouldn't have drank that much alcohol. My head is killing me... |