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Join date : 2012-05-10
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 |  Subject: Final Thoughts of Dove Vasati Fri Jun 08, 2012 8:33 pm | |
| The girl clutched a small leather bound notebook to her chest as she hurried through the streets to find a place to begin writing. She entered a small alleyway just big enough for her to sit down in. Doing so she stared at the brown cover with the small white area in the middle to put a title. An ink bottle and simple quill was 'charmed' into existence and the dersite lightly dabbed her quill before writing on the cover. Final Thoughts of Dove Vasati Dove gave a solemn smile and lightly blowing on the ink to make it dry a bit quicker opened the book to the first page and began to write. Dear whomever may end up reading this. I bet you're wondering why my journal has such a....to put it bluntly, horrid title. Well dear reader that is simple. Like any girl I would never want my own thoughts to be read by another, so in the case someone has managed to find this book I am more then likely either dead or dying. Especially with this whole war between Derse and Prospit looming...but I'll get more in depth with that later. Though I will be honest, wars are filled with death, the good guys don't always survive. In short...I guess I just don't believe I'll survive to see 'her' killed. Sure I'd like to live but if I do die for such a 'noble' cause... at least people won't forget me, right? Though I often do wonder....
Why am I fighting? Is it because....I finally have something to protect? Dove stared at the page for a while letting a tear fall onto its yellowed pages before she got up to leave. She put away the ink and wondered for a moment if whoever found the book wanted to know why she used indigo ink. In truth she just really liked the colour. Though how one comes across different coloured inks...well that is a tale better left ignored.
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| | Subject: Re: Final Thoughts of Dove Vasati Wed Jul 04, 2012 11:11 pm | |
| A shadow loomed throughout the darkened corridors of the passageways hidden within Derse's moon. It eventually revealed itself to be human and the young dersite looked around her as she sunk to the slightly musty ground. "I guess this is a good place to start another entry, can't get much safer then this." Pulling out her notebook she began to write. I noticed that my last entry was very dark and probably not a good way to start one of these, but I really couldn't think of anything else to say. Maybe I should try to make this entry a bit more light hearted? But what do I talk about? I think I remember that other girls that I used to live near used this to tell of their crushes and biggest secrets...?
But I guess I couldn't do that since I don't have a crush...I don't have the heart for such things. Besides even if I did have a crush it would never work out, we would never work out. Why you're probably asking? Well I'm not really a person someone could love. No it doesn't have to do with my looks, apparently I am considered beautiful to some, but that's just the outward appearance, it's what's on the inside that counts. Except that I don't really know what's on the inside. I sometimes just feel like a shell, that there is nothing else inside, just...empty. Then you have 'them', they're caring, intelligent, and fight tooth and nail for what they believe in. That is if I had a crush, which I don't.
Oh dear, I've gone and turned this into another dreary entry. I guess I'm just not cut out for the normal journal writing antics that others enjoy. I should probably just stick to writing about my thoughts without any restraint instead of trying to please whoever may end up reading this. Well I guess this is goodbye for now.
~Dove |
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