Jagged-edged parchment lays compressed between two pieces of shark hide, bound together by a cord of the same grey hide.
Friday, 17 April 2015
Turn Twenty and Three.
The illness has lifted. I feel it. Color returns to my cheeks, though my body remains withered and frail. Sorynn assures me grace will return to my step, along with skill... We shall see.
Twenty and Three turns. I am unsure if any have suffered an illness as long as that, and I'd not wish it on them...