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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Twenty-Two - Kalina's Journal *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Felix hadn't wanted to stay in Caelym any longer after they rescued Eowyn, but they still had yet to find the clue that their parents had left behind. Once everyone was well rested, they resumed their search of the kingdom.

Felix wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. He hadn't felt safe last night, even with the nocturnal members of their group keeping watch, as he was too worried about Valerian. Even if the human hadn't come for them while they were sleeping, there was still too much chance that he could come for them now. There was absolutely no doubt that Valerian had discovered Eowyn's disappearance by now.

If they wanted to leave soon, they would have to find the clue fast, but their parents would have hidden it so well that it wouldn't have been found by the wrong person, which meant it might take them hours to find it.

However, the crew got lucky. It wasn't even one of them that found it. It was Atlas.

Felix had been in the rubble of the throne room, looking for the clue while also keeping an eye on the children, when Atlas had wandered behind the throne and found a mysterious button. Being the curious child he is, he pressed the button and a compartment in the wall opened up, revealing a leatherbound book.

Felix called the crew into the room and Chan was the first one in. He picked the book up and gasped out loud. Felix looked over, worried.

"It's- It's another of my mother's journals!" Chan shouted. Felix let himself relax when he realized that Chan wasn't in any danger. The vampire was holding up another leather journal, this one without any name on the front. It looked just like the other journals, except this one was a lot less worn as if Kalina hadn't had this one as long as the others.

Chan handed the journal to Felix, silently pleading with his eyes for Felix to translate it. Felix took the journal with a small smile, opening it up to the first page.

Dôgor wuldorlic hund râd ûser oðwindan. We lætemest gêotan dôð bregorîcem¯æst stântorr. Sê faran a wundorweorc ðæt hit hê sîe swîge hêr. Edwihte ymbe sê setl stillnes clamm galdorcræft,ðe wiccecræft sîe âwegêade to sîe âwegêade hwæðere tîenhund un−l¯æd ealddôm. ðe sîe wæfð fore duguð âcnâwan ðæt dôð cynestôl wlîtan eall birihte dôð fîfele of wægn stântorr. ðæt sîe stealdan sîe unmiht geondðûsendgetel ealddôm wiðnânne hêore. We oncirran ðone as stântorr ðigen dôð sôð un−l¯æd sê gumrîce ætberan sê. ðone as wiðsacan sîe formolsnian hwæðre m¯æst intact. Sê burgstede, yonderm¯æst s¯æmest su hîwl¯æcanût welhwilc pro eardstede material Hêr into sîe su sêlost f¯ælsian than attraction with pron ðe ic ðanc−metung ðæge pro sîe. Attraction with pron ðe ic môdigan fæstnung hwæðre ðrîe heofoncandel norðêast sb winstre æror duguð fêorða sîe wacan. Thither, under attraction with pron ðe ic winstre, we gorettan wiht for ðâm ðe feohgafol. Sê sîe twihynde ambiht besettan ðêodcwên summit æt−bregdan doomed Castorel. Man steort wið duguð ides nem−nan hearra ðêana Castorel's hindema su wordlaðu. Attraction with pron ðe ic besettan nân n¯ænne wîse un−l¯æd r¯ædhycgende ðæt latost môtung sîe ymbûtan and, bûtan man l¯æstan mid bâm mearcung râd hêo foldweg to Koreth, wið wýscan unger¯æde berêafian r¯æd. Duguð r¯æd sîe nâ firenum reclic, æghwæðer ge brynenes into onfindan. Duguð bôcfell sîe scînlâc, ðêah−hwæðere duguð prêowthwîl attraction with pron ðe ic sîe ofertêon ðurhdrêogan,em âwanian oninnan and dûst. Yfel âwrîtan unger¯æde ðêah yfel ofmunan râd duguð r¯æd fore hê sîe âwegêade. Yfel tôhyht landriht 'land−right ðêah yfel canne myndgian onspr¯æc bôt ûs of pro ic mêtan Koreth. Yfel cwide openian losing tôhwon journal hindan lôc mîn êðelrîce, adverbial phrases yfel hêrespel êac hreddan wægn r¯æd ð¯ærunder. Yfel hycgan ðêah ðês hlêoðorcwide fylstan êow full−gân 3 Koreth, mîn frêondlufu. Swâðêana yfel hycgan ymbûtan and hycgan, sê ðætte journal spell nâwa foldem¯æst l¯æðð tilia.