Recently I have decided to live outside of town, seeing as thus city became corrupt. I have moved into a small camp next to the local riversteam. The people here seem nice enough, but I sense trouble within thier hearts.
I have contacted the Magi. Abisona was in a bad mood as always, he wasn't happy to hear from me. His attitude pisses me off, I think I shall attempt to kill him if he ever lets up his guard...
I have noticed my status here has changed... Good... Very Good...
I have reached the first town on this long journey of mine. It has been a long time since I have been to Nebraska. My days living here many years ago seemed... more well adjusted...
I am disappointed in thus town, I arrive only to find that it has become corrupt and unjust.
"Highway Theft" should be the town's motto.
All the children of this town seem to be afraid of responsibility... I would have to blame thus on the drunken parents who raised them...I have also noticed no one here has any manners.
It is a shame...
To think that I lived here once...
The journey shall continue as planned, being as unlucky as I am. I should have seen her yesterday, if it were not for that damn Magi, perhaps I may have been more cheerful today...
I feel depressed...
I have tried to contact thus Abisona... but as usual he has ignored me... He is delerious, he claims to have visions of the past. Of his forgotten order of Scion. He wishes to rebuild thus order. He has the nerve to call me his underling, to say that he has power over me.
He wishes...
I have known about our past, what kind of life we had, brothers in an order that died out many years ago. He has no right to try and resurface.
I cannot focus on his foolishness, I must worry about my love... and her wishes to be with me...
I cannot tell you how dissapointed I am... It seems to me that Abisona, the Magi fool, has kept my love from seeing me again... I assume that she couldn't make it and is sleeping right now, she never was one to like the sunlight.
Attempts at making or adding to my webpage have failed and I suppose I am stuck writing journal entries for now...
The storm is all but gone. It has flooded the area around my house, the world seems to enjoy pissing me off, so much that it nearly drives me insane. It doesn't matter, I will soon leave this place and continue what I intend to do.
I have just signed within thus website... I have decided to write a record of my journey. so if i die, others will know my tale.
Today I await my vampyre angel... and as it seems that bastard magi has gotten in my way once more. Perhaps it is the cold plains that draws my attention away from him, or maybe it is somthing else.
I wonder why he is always there waiting for me... I have told him many times that if he messes with me he shall meet the freezing cold point of my blade, and yet he is always out of it's touch...
The storm is not letting up and I wonder if I shall ever see her... It has been over 2 months since I had last saw her. My pain and agony have been my constant friend on this journey of mine... my hands hurt...
God damn you Abisona!
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