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Tue 29th Dec 2020 07:19

Twenty Fifth Entry

by Miss Lilia Mordorsk

I’ve not written in here for days. Silly really but I just didn’t have the courage to write extensively in front of Kavick. However! I now have my own little room I can scribble away in peace.
 
I don’t feel anywhere near as frightened here. It seems alien to write it, but I feel happy.
 
A genuine sort of happiness, not that sort of flighty joy that comes with fresh bread or… hm, I wonder if I’ll forget how fresh bread tastes over time, will a day come when its smell no longer makes me content and nostalgic.
 
Watching Kavick with Time - play fighting, talking, sleeping all curled up together… I feel lucky to have seen it.
 
Ah, I mustn’t think on how beautiful a thing it is to see or I’ll cry and stain this entry.
 
Of all of them, I’d like this one to remain pristine.
 
I’ve not had any unpleasant dream visitations here either and I feel like I may have actually proved useful for once. Freeing those poor captured creatures, taking down the poachers that kidnapped them.
 
Perhaps it’s just a fleeting thought, but maybe I’m not quite as cursed as I think I am.