An ornate and gold-edged book, of which inside are secrets even she doesn't know or understand. But tucked all through it are leaflets of paper, as if she'd rather not write in the book its self. Except on the first empty page of the book is written in exquisite, flowing penmanship her full name. ~ Lavender Cecelia Morgan.
Monday, 09 March 2020
I feel like an utter failure this turn, I was left for a moment in charge of dispersing people for the assault Abayde had launched on us, and I went utterly blank... had to pass the task of getting things taken care of to another, because I had to sleep for a marc or two. I can't even say how embarrassed I am, I wanted to prove myself to be capable as I've done with raids in the past but I feel I've only managed to discouraged myself.
