The Moon Follows the Sun

-Undocumented- * * * Something is in the air... I leave the palace for a mere hour to tend to a few things in town and there is...something not right amongst the guards. There is something in their eyes. Their minds are elsewhere. Did something...

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The Love Bug Blues

Still nothing so far. No ambushes. No signs of enemies approaching while we are camped out. It is getting close to a full week since we finally started advancing east. Although it is not all bad. The lack of action is giving us even more time to refine...

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Burning the Veil of Lies

It has been a few days since my prior entry. And things have balanced out in terms of routine and progress. The militia is making some solid strides. The infantry have even started...

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Amongst the Deep Ones

My vision went dark. And it remained dim. Even when I felt my eyes open, the lighting around me was...dull. The sound of flowing water reached my ears. Was i awake or not? I felt aware....

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A Momentary Oasis

It is a bit too soon for us to advance after the previous battle. Morale is high and everyone seems ready to move on for the next clash, but we still have a few kinks to iron out. I...

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Thoughts Behind the Scales

1234567890-= qwertyuiop[] asdfghjkl;' zxcvbnm,./ QWERTYUIOP ASDFGHJKL ZXCVBNM OK, I think I'm getting the hang of using this thing. Wait... I remember seeing James put a space at the start of these new boxes of...

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Following One's Roots

I tried to stay my course, gliding along with only an occasional flap of my armor's wings to maintain altitude. I was not flying as fast as I could have gone. Possibly a subconscious means of...

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We Have Come So Far

I had fallen asleep like so many times before. And like every time before, I dreamed. Or at least I was supposed to dream. I could not determine when I passed from being awake to...

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Crowns of Horns

Two days passed after my previous entry. Two more days of relaxing downtime as we continued our march to the east. Every day, I scanned the horizon as carefully as I could while out on...

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Rise to the Challenge

I never would have guessed... When Spike coughed up that scroll yesterday and told me that it was meant for James, I could not have imagined what its purpose was for. When I passed the message along to James at Sugarcube Corner that morning, I thought...

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The Spooky Month

It is that time of year again. All over town, the locals were setting up decor for a spookier time of the year. Nightmare Night had arrived once again and seeing all that decor...

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Dying Dream

Something feels wrong... Something I can't describe... Everything is such a blur... Sleeping... Dreaming... Wandering... Nothing ever sticks... But even as I dream, I feel...something... Something that tells...

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