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[JustMeMorgan 2065]

• Frosted Breath •

'Home Is Where The Heart Is' 

 

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I write in this diary as a keepsake for myself in times to come. Longingly I have waited, through turmoil and pain I have sauntered and I have eventually had it pay off. This city I see has arrived like iron dropped into frozen water, the bubbling masses are lively and I have met faces fresh and old, so old. My heart has ached and wrenched at the thought of never seeing such a people of my ilk again and I am glad that it has finally paid off. 

 

Truly this is the time of my rise, this is where I will thrive and push forwards, where I will learn and prosper. I will aim to give my all to this city and its people as they have done for me a many time in history forgotten to most. This is where I will reside for my time and it is where I will enjoy my days.

""

 

With that the Mali'aheral entered the peaceful town, a sigh of relief as he saw his old friends wandering around unaware of his presence. The sigh though turning to a frozen mist, the hairs on his skin standing up as a cold breeze came over the walls and the long nights he had spent to travel to such a place, the mali never felt so alive, so warm and so loved.

 

He went into the city and acquired a house for himself, just a simply hovel nothing more. One to decorate once again.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Spoiler

After a lot of time on and off LotC, I shall now hopefully be returning for real, the summer is long and I'll need something to distract me from all those hot days.