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Diary: Page 52 [October, 6, 2011]



Dear Diary...

 

I can't believe it has already beeen fifty two pages of writing... I have discoveed that i'm begining to forget to write to you.

Please do not be angry, for Hestral has alot in his mind, thoughts that are hard to be written, but I will try, for your sake, my dear diary.

As I wake up this marrow I found Jane has already left, should not have fallen asleep and now i'm worried, went to check wheer she went to I found her sword is missing along with her outfit that she wears when going out, so I realized she must be armed and safe, so I waited for her return.

I have been thinking alot about our wedding day, mine and Jane, she's a very wonderful lady, I have been thinking about the past again and try to solve whatever I have missed, analyzing the people I met through my head as I remember.

Before I continue doing that, Jane came home smiling, telling me she met Layiwen, gave me a ring that Layiwen told her to give to me, after holding the ring I realized it was the same as her wedding ring, there is something deferent..

I began to question Jane about this, she did not appear knowing until I told her it was Galadvior's ring, she seemed shocked, did not know it was it, went back to the inn herself while I was distracted thinkning about it, sit by the fire.

My mind climbed the skies, thinking Maybe Galadvior lost it and Layiwen want him to return it, my mind climbed silly thoughts but yet constructive, it could happen, but highly unlikely, did Galadvior die? layiwen would be sad, but Jane said she was fine, this is all contusing I tell you, dear diary.

Jane came back, was suprised to see her worried, told me all about it... Layiwen hid the fact Galadvior died many yeas ago, it was before she even lost her unborn child


Dear Diary, I can't say anything more, but I will say this...

Jane seems to be streseed lately, I need to comfert her, I have to, even as she now rest her head on my shoulder my heart pound to return those feeling... GOod bye Diary, My lady want my attention

(a few drops of ink is shown, his hand move have been above the page for quiet sometime)