I've been following them around for quite a bit, now. Resorting to an idea such as this is frowned upon here, but I'm left with no choice. These Chromans are getting crazier with age, really. But there is this little one.
I'm not sure what they call them, but I've heard the word "Brandy" being called out. What an odd name for a Chroman. I could be mistaken, or it could be spelt differently, but I'm not sure. "Brandy" is an interesting subject. She's not like the rest. She hasn't experienced "reality" yet. When that time comes along, I can only hope that she would cope well.
I've also learnt that she has a brother. "Suspicion," they called him. He was one of the few I've seen without the marks. But I have a feeling it won't last for long. Either way, he's mildly interesting, I guess. Not as interesting as "Brandy." She's still young and too innocent.
I must get her before anyone decides to do something.
She likes the color green. I'll make note of that for when the time comes.
After more observation, I've learnt that he was still alive. The one who replaced me, I mean. The woods are so lovely. The birds are awfully melancholic today, though. Perhaps it's because it will rain later? I'd understand, too. In the rain, the wings are wet, and the birds are powerless. If they fall from the tree, it'd be easy to be caught by predators.
I drew something new today. I plan to send it to "Brandy."
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I do hope she likes it. ☻
The storm is coming in, and I best be off. If one ever finds this note,
