Harvestmath, 2nd Summersday...Evening
Why has this happened?..............How has this come to be?..............
This place is dark, dreary, cold, wet. The people here look at me in a strange way, some look like they would stick a dagger in my back as soon as look at me or perhaps if my back were turned....
Still it has to be better than being back home.............home..........what home..
If I were there now I would probably be dead myself. I hope my mother is alright, oh why did I leave so soon..............
I know the answer to that alright I.................just...............
Bide your time girl.....bide your time... The day will come, oh yes the day will come when I get you Jagger.
It can not be all that bad here surely. At least there are no bandits around, although some do not look savory to say the least.
I am tired now, must rest..........get some sleep. Think better in the morning....
Goodnight father, how I miss you so......
