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I left home and of course, left my old journal behind. I always seemed to misplace that thing. Wasn't long before I made it to the land of my grandparents. Avaleur. Well, actually it was a rather long sail but seeing as I rested under the hull, or slept in the brig after starting a commotion with some of the...more drunken sailors, it went by very quickly. Which reminds me, sailors are not too fond of jokes on the seas as much as they seem to enjoy them on land.
So far the cites I've seen are just simply amazing. Better than Core, just as my grandmother Fran had told. Now I head out to explore, and when I get to it, find my grandfather's grave, and travel the lands he traveled.
Last Edit: Aug 17, 2012 14:24:43 GMT -5 by Deleted
The absolute strangest thing happened to me today....my mother had always said to cover the grave of my father with a flower called Almora's passion... Little did I know it would make his ghost appear right in front of me! I...I told him, and it only seemed to hurt him more. Knowing he had never met me or my father. Not being around for Fran, a bit of me wished I hadn't came, hadn't found him, but I did.
It is strange to come out and say this but, but I think he possessed me for a second or so, I am not positive but, oh nevermind it is silly. He told me to go on a hike tomorrow, hike the largest mountain he said, so that is what I intend to do. We will see what awaits me up there. Maybe something he had left? But the strangest thing is stuck in my head ever since my meeting with him...
Under the sun of Hollow's Tree, You must awake, before your hunt you can make This is the first of three For then the twisted and hidden path you will set straight.
Last Edit: Aug 22, 2012 10:05:43 GMT -5 by Deleted