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Mon 7th Sep 2020 04:05

Seventh Entry

by Miss Lilia Mordorsk

How long has it been? Months maybe.
 
Temperance, the cook here at Deygoth Manor, took pity on me and hired me.
 
Not long after the Manor’s son came home. He seems like the softest of the lot.
 
And here I thought the youngest always ended up the most spoilt.
 
I miss home.
 
I can’t go back to Berdusk like this… Maybe those two who set everyone free will have the wit to know what this is.
 
What I’ve become.
 
At night I go out into the woods and I spot little things moving.
 
These new canines make short work of them… Then I snap their necks, tear the skin. Make it look like one beast against another.
 
Not such a stretch of the imagination really.