Chapter 14 - Rohan's Book

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Dear Reader,

I don't know how much time I have, so I'll try to make this quick. Over the past few weeks, my wife has been going out more. Part of me is happy for her, really, but another part is suspicious.

Every day she leaves at exactly 7 am, and comes home at 9 pm. My wife leaves breakfast on the table every morning, and a sack of lunch for me to take to my office or where ever I decide to work for the day. She leaves dinner up to me though, and I'm not a very great cook. I usually eat the left overs or grab some food in town.

When my wife does get home, she goes straight into the kitchen to make herself dinner then goes into our room. I try to talk to her, but she usually says she doesn't have time. In a rare occasion she'll come over and sit with me at the table or in our living room and talk while she finishes her small dinner, but its only for a few minutes.

One time, I decided that I'd had enough of it, and tried to get her to stay home. Instead, she pushed my arm away from her and said that where she was going was important and couldn't afford to skip. She ended up coming home later that night, and only grabbed a fruit from our garden and went directly upstairs into our room.  There are some nights like that night, where she'll come home later then her usual time and go directly into our room, and on those days we don't say a word to each other. Frankly, she hasn't really been speaking to me ever since I tried to get her to stay home anyway.

Yesterday, when my wife got home I asked her if she was okay, and if someone was forcing her to leave so early and arrive home so late. She came up to me and took my hand, apologizing if she had made me worry about her and saying she was completely safe, that she had just joined a group with some friends that were trying to help her get out in public more. When I asked what group it was, she said they didn't have a name but that I wasn't allowed to come. I asked why, she said it was a girls only club.

I didn't believe anything she said for a second, because when she told me her answers, she couldn't look me in the eye.

What had happened to us? Before, when I would work and she would stay home, planting in her garden and cooking through out the day, having real conversations and actually enjoying each others presence. Her garden was starting to die, the garden she planted when we moved into this house and worked on for years to make it look beautiful, perfect and neat. The garden where we got most of our food so we wouldn't have to go out in public to buy it. If I had to guess, I'd say it would survive about another week before the plants couldn't produce anymore fruit and die.

I haven't brought up her garden in a conversation yet though, I don't want to upset her. I'd rather keep the small talk we have rather then not talk at all.

The two elves that came over to our house weeks ago have been trying to stay in touch. Giving me warnings and asking lots of questions about my wife. At first, I didn't want to tell them anything, thought they might try to use the information against me. But after they keep contacting me, I finally caved in. I did ask about why they needed so much information, and they gave me a straight answer.

Both elves told me that they had a secret identity so keep themselves safe. One of the elves's name is blur, he didn't tell me a lot of information except that he is a phaser and thats how he makes his identity look like a blur, hence his name. He also said he joined the Black Swan to help protect his little brother, who still goes to school in Foxfire.

Black Swan. That's what Blur said his group was called. He told me that they have secretly been fighting against another group of elves trying to over throw the council. He said that this group dresses in black cloaks, and each cloak has a white eye on the sleeve. Blur said that they think my wife may be interacting with them, and wants me to tell him whats happening so he can tell them to Forkle.

Forkle, or Mr. Forkle as the rest of us call him, is one of the main leaders of the Black Swan. They said Mr. Forkle usually tends to lead the group, and is the one who works out most of the plans. Mr. Forkle is a telepath, so he can't use his own ability to make a disguise. Instead, he uses ruckleberries to change his appearance. He uses them to appear as an elderly man, and the small I thought was a serum to change identities was really just the berries.

Its almost 9 pm, which means I'm running out of time. My wife doesn't know this yet, but I almost solved the riddle to finishing the serum. I think I only have a few ingredients left until it will be completed. But now, I'm having second thoughts. If I end up finishing the serum, then what? Do I keep it a secret? Sell it to the world? What happens with my wife? I've thought about it long and hard, and I don't know about this anymore. Will my wife be home more often if she does become pregnant? Will she stay home to watch our child? I don't know, but all I can saw is that I've decided to keep this a secret from her until I know for sure.

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Dear Reader,

Its currently about 3 am. My wife just left the house, saying there was an emergency happening with her friends, and they needed her immediantly.

I'm going to make this short. I have made 2 other books, but both have locks on them. Same code, but only one person can access it. In the other books I wrote down the specifics, and what has been happening with the Black Swan. The other colors are red and yellow, and like I said before, have a special lock that only one other person besides myself can open, and thats because its a blood look. I know that person will do great things in their life, and I can only hope I'll be able to see it.

 I know that person will do great things in their life, and I can only hope I'll be able to see it

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