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Read and Die
isagirl909
Some interesting things have happened to me lately, so I decided I should probably write them down...I've never really kept a journal..Hell, I hardly ever write. It's not exactly my occupant. I'm a hunter. A damn good one too. I haven't always hunted. I've done many things. Most, I'm not too proud of but I have never regretted a decision. They've kept me alive this long. Right? :: Anyway, I should probably give the date. :: Today is Kamees, 5th of The Grand Harvet, 1325. :: It's not raining, which I'm glad of. Damn undead always seem to flourish during a storm :: As you can probably already tell, I don't like the undead. Never have. Never will. They've hurt me and my friends one too many times. But more on that later. I think Akorta's home and I don't want him to catch me. He'd never let me live it down.. :: :: Today is the 7th of The Grand Harvest, 1325 :: :: I've been hanging around the Isles lately. It's been fun here with Akorta. It's always fun around him. Sometimes I wonder... When I'm around him and Alethion and the others, I wonder how much I've found myself grow attached to these people. Back in Alkhazar, it was me against the world. I stole. I flirted. I did what it took to make it through the day. :: :: Sorry, Akorta was calling me. See what I mean? Any other group of people, I would have probably ignored. But there's something about them...It feels..like a family... Maybe I shouldn't put too much into it but maybe I should... ::