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Ghilbre's Journal
GilbertIkah
I can write! Amazing! I can actually write! my hands are steady! I can hold a quill! :: Last night I dreamt that I had walked with all the spirits of the four races... They told me that that the hate that I believed shattered peace was nonexistent, that peace is a matter of self, not nation. And I saw all four of the first men! First I was greeted by Krug, he called me son and squeezed my fist in his huge hand...