Jagged-edged parchment lays compressed between two pieces of shark hide, bound together by a cord of the same grey hide.
Thursday, 26 February 2015
*The writing is that of Nih's, as found in every other entry save the last.*
The recent exercise in laziness has ended. The courier was relieved for false allegations of mistreatment.
Who needs all of their fingers? Elenoire did just fine with nine..
Does. Not did. She is alive and I'm sure she will be found. When she is, I'll kill the man that took her.
Seven. He will be my seventh.
Jobe explained why he hated me, at least one in the lands with the courage to do so. Empty, Prideful, and Passionless. I found myself asking Achelle if she agreed with those things, of course she immediately knew that I must agree, or else I wouldn't ask about it. It is true, I do find myself feeling as if Jobe's words were true.
Then, a point was made.
I am passionate about my creations, and I take great pride in them. Am I empty? The real questions is: Who isn't?
Now, to my nap.