Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28530195-20160812021946/@comment-26517142-20160815043434

As Cire leafed over the various oodles of crammed stuff (pictures,panites and other doohickeys) he spots a diary and opens it. The ink was wet. Untouched.

JOURNAL

Entry 56

''We journied into this unknown, and now we regret it. This land is inhospitable. We have made a grave mistake.''

''All my men are gone. Taken. Enslaved. Never to be found. The land has claimed them. For her.''

''I cannot linger. ''

Imust leave.

''The glade, where we came in... Imust return.''

''But it must be before I am found. ''

She knows.

She knows.

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