A small, tan coloured book, completely unadorned. The binding is worn and aged, the pages slightly tattered and curling towards the edges. Several small notes peek out here and there from between the sheaves of parchment and pieces of torn blue silk mark places within.
Saturday, 31 March 2007
Gareth is such a sweetheart, without him I would have lasted around half a marc in that evil, soul stealing, pit...but I actually managed to drag myself up to 80%...I've not trained in over two weeks at least...today was the first day I actually had any inclination to bother...I am still awestruck, perhaps I may even try again sometime soon
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