To whom may read this, my name is Kaik Leyr. I have decided to write this journal in hopes of helping others who walk my path, or at the very least help me organize my thoughts. It is also a good way to pass the time when I'm not studying Animation and honing my crafting skills. I think when I die I'll have it hidden somewhere in the house, actually I might just hide it inside one of the golems I will soon create. Well unto death comes I will continue to write in this journal. ______________________________ 514 AV Second of Spring Today I have decided to visit the Wizard Registry. I was lucky nobody has caught me using my magic yet. I had forgotten about it and only remembered it when I was reading about a case on overgiving. Today will be the first time in a long while since I stepped outside of this house, I must get this over with quickly so I can continue my work. How long since I've been outside the house? These roads, bulidings, everything just feels so familiar. I decided to bring the journal with me, taking a break by writing in the journal by some empty benches. I am glad I left in the morning, less people out. Before heading for the registry I wanted to take the chance to buy some stuff. When I looked into my coin pouch...well buying stuff was out of the question. About time I head for the registry. I am now a registered wizard. Now I can work to my hearts content on my magic. Hanei Fen, I don't like him. I need to cover these marks on my neck. Still I would say this day ended well enough. That man said something about a person named Maeki? I can only guess she is an Animation teacher...I should go see her, only so much I can learn from books and simple experiments. 3rd of Spring Today I will be beginning work on a golem. Not just any simple one but a complex humanoid golem. I've worked on simple household items and the occasional doll but never created a golem of such complexity. I must begin work on the golem immediately. I've been working on the doll for the entire day and have yet to finish it. I had planned to make the golem half my size yet the time needed for it is not short. 4th of Spring I've finally finished work on Arya. I decided to call the golem Arya, it was a simple yet sweet name. I thought of Ellen again. I just can't let go of my past. She is the reason I started Animation, it hurts thinking about her. I'm not sure how I'll manage to do the animation process. Memories of my past are inevitable. I've managed to hold myself together for years, one day is nothing. 5th of Spring I actually did it! As I'm writing this right now Arya is cleaning up the house, a good chance for her to learn how to use her arms and legs. She can't moves her lips and I never gave her any real speaking device yet I feel like I know if she is smiling or not. I don't know why or how I know, I just do. I taught her everything I could imagine during the animation, but there are tiny details I forgot to include. Still with some guidance she has learned to deal with these small details. I will be needing to get a job soon, spent a lot creating Arya. After getting a job I think getting Arya some clothes will be a top priority, it'll be a good chance to find something to cover my neck with as well. For now I am left fine tuning Arya and teaching her anything else she might need to know. 7th of Spring I was in desperate situation. I needed money. My only hope was this person called Maeki...I think she had a studio somewhere near her. I would be leaving Arya inside the house today, I'm sure she'll manage without me for awhile. She was simply a golem after all, her emotions were artificial...I have to remember that. 8th of Spring My money problems were over, I was able to get a job at the studio. Even more than money, I was able to get the chance to learn more about Animation. I didn't expect the job to be so much work. Customers constanly come and go, after one animation done there is a dozen more to be done. On the plus side I get a stable wage and nice employer, though Maeki is nothing I would have expected an expert in Animation to be. She always looks happy, always having a smile on her face. It was strange. When I came back home in the morning Arya greeted me the same way she always had which was a hug. I never did understand how she learned that, perhaps she learned it from one of my memories? It was only way she could have learned it. No matter, I need to get some rest. |