Twenty Seventh Entry by Lilia | World Anvil

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Tue 29th Dec 2020 08:27

Twenty Seventh Entry

by Miss Lilia Mordorsk

Green Holt is pleasant enough, the days have become balmy and the evenings cool.
 
I’ve learnt a lot over the past few days, but as useful as it all seems it feels like I learn more about the people that impart the information than the information itself.
 
Such generosity.
 
I’m not sure why kindness brings me to the verge of weeping like it does.
 
Maybe a normal person would smile at it, say something like ‘ah, that’s the good in the world’, and then see some of the things I do and say ‘low, such monstrous cruelty, how you make me weep’.
 
I suppose my time in the High Forest is coming to an end.
 
But I’ll be happy to try to help Erafel with those creatures, if I can.