Entry Log 03: Eune Geming

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"Entry log zero-three-five, Eune Geming. I am tired, so, so, tired." He sighed, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "It's currently....three? am? Dear goddess, that's ridiculous."

"Yesterday we had this injection to increase our magical reserves and we've been going at it in the training hall since then. Desir wanted to push us to our limits to see how much magic we could hold. It did not got well I would say." He continued.

"I mean, we did not even get any time to rest before being thrown into the hall. I want to go home." He slumped in his chair, barely keeping his eyes open.

"I wonder how they are all doing. Mom, dad, my two sisters. I do not know what happened after the fire back then. I only remember waking up at Orion." Sadness flashed through his eyes for a moment before he yawned.

"I had better get to bed. They said we could sleep until ten so I should wrap this up." He mumbled, tapping his finger on the small desk.

"This training had better end soon. I'm sick of it." He flipped the camera off and shut down the screen. He flopped onto his bed and fell asleep immediately. Thoughts of his family filled his mind and dreams, a single tear fell down his cheek as his breathing slowed and his eyes dried.

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