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Friday, 29 August 2008
I haven't written in a while. There's not much to say but if I don't write I might forget how to do it properly. When you learn something you need to practice it.

I was in the inn watching people come in and out. Not many but some. A few were there. They seemed to be resting. Both Doyle and Jaltz were awake before. I don't know if they still are. Doyle talked about the ceremony. He said it was good. He told me he was busy until now. I wonder what clerics do when they're busy. Do they pray? Build new temples? Walk around blessing people?

No one was talking when the new person came in. I tried to help him. He seemed nice. He went to get that sword. The trainer called out his name lots. I hope he likes it here. I told him a few things and went away. I wonder how others do it.

I congratulated someone else and he remembered meeting me. I had helped unlock something for him before. He says he has all he needs to do good.

It's hard to tell what people will remember and what they won't. Some things you think you will remember get forgotten after a while. Sometimes when you want to forget something you can't. It keeps sneaking back when you least expect it to. It's strange how that is. Where do things go when they're forgotten? Do they still exist or do they vanish? What if it's just a memory? Or a thing? Does it matter?

Maybe I'll ask someone smart. They should know. I wonder who I should ask.

I found one recently. I'm going to hold onto it until I find the right person. It might take awhile since they're not always around when I am. But it will happen. I can wait.
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Monday, 04 August 2008
I saw Flower. She was in new armor. She says Zayne is doing good. I'm glad to hear that. It was good seeing people.

Vardian needed help but I couldn't. I tried. Shirila went and fixed things. I'm glad she was there. I guess noone told Vardian about 3, 2, 1. She only needs the 1 though. Not the others.

I learned a new word. Salutations. Rendotts says it means hello. It's very posh. I think he would like it. Next time I see him I'll try to remember to say it. Some of the rest of our conversation was confusing. Maybe if I think about it more it will make sense. I hadn't seen him in a long time. I had to go rest though instead of talking longer.

When I went back to the quiet dark she was with Egret. So I won't need to ask Shirila to help. that's good. She's probably very busy. She doesn't have the 1 though. She asked Shirila to give it back to me. Next time I'll make sure she does.
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