by Rayla on January 18th, 2013, 1:37 am
Day one. Winter 18th, 512.
Life hasn't been the best, the nights are getting colder and the days light fewer. Ashan, though well stocked on water, has become restless during the nights. Thought I suspect he's only reflecting what I am experiencing. Yesterday he actually booted me off his back when I had started to fall asleep. Though I thank him, I can't thank him for the lovely bruise on my bum. This first entry is short because my fires light is slowly dimming away. Maybe once I reach the city of Yahebah everything will be fine.... though I'm not too sure if it's a good idea to even be going there seeing as my original Chaktawe tribe has a bad reputation with the Benshira. We'll see when I get there.
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