All "typos" in this journal are intentional
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Day 21 of Summer, 513 AV |
I just found this old jernal at the bottom of the chest my dad gave me yesterday when I moved in here. I figur he wont mind me usin it to write all my adventures and stuff in, since he basicly gave the thing to me. Maybe I'll even be able to publish it one day! But if I do that, I ges Id have to translate it into comon at some point so someone other than me and the vani can read it.
Ya, on second thought, I just wont have it published. Jernals and diares are supposed ta be private anyway, right? Publishin mine would be kinda dum since I dont want the vani readin my thoughts more than they already do, to! I mean, its creepy enough as it is that everyone who sees me seems to know what I'm thinkin all the time!
Like earlier today while I was explorin frost fawn, I saw this lady sittin outside with this white fluffy puffball lookin thing. I thought it was kinda cute, but it looked at me like I was some kind of demon! Before I could even get close, tho, the lady said "Dont even try it!" When I asked her what she ment, she just gave me that look my mom gave me when I did somethin stupid.
Mean, mind readin old lady... I just wanted ta do the town a servis! I ges I know wer her pet fluffball thing got it, at least.
Day 22 of Summer, 513 AV |
I dont even no wy I went back to frost fawn after yesterday... I just new Id see that creepy little puffball thing again... Gods, wy did I ever think it was CUTE?
Oh! By the way, I think it's called a cat, since thats what the lady called it as I chased the infernal thing all round frost fawn.
Oh no! Save my precious little cat! Help my poor little kitty! Keep that rabit mut away from him! Heheheh...
Managed to get away with it to, since I was outa ther before I herd her start callin the gards. I'm pretty sure they aren't really lookin for me, but I think Ill stik to bein human and avoid frost fawn for a wile. Dad always told me a caje isn't any place for a wild little Kelvic like me.
