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Fatima's Diary
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reflections for the lost2. CunningIt seems that I still have much to learn of my place in this alien world I have gotten myself thrown into. From the tales I was told by my Guardian this land is overrun with corruption and evil, disguised as the friendly or merely innocent, each with different levels of subtlety. I had expected to smell death and waste at every street corner, with spells and missiles flying like the sparrows above my head. At this time, I am not sure why I was given these strange ideas. Perhaps all those around me really are waiting patiently for the perfect opportunity to destroy me. At times I cannot pierce the cloaks that they hold tightly to their souls. I must watch and wait, and keep silent.Previous Entry Next Entry |