"August 31st, 1922
I write this entry with a feeling of great relief from today. For a start, we submitted our project to Professor Freeman this morning as soon as we got to class. Who of which was very impressed and suspicious at the same time with how quickly we finished it. She told us we'll receive our grade for it after the actual due date. Once she told us that, I was met with another sense of relief as Eoin asked about the reading aloud part of the project, but the Professor said that she misspoke, having a different project in mind that included a verbal presentation. In other words, a scene of total embarrassment was everted for the time being.
But now, I'm going to describe the most important event of today. Molly pulled me aside during lunch to discuss what had happened between me and Cloudia last night. Needless to say, she wasn't happy. Her anger slowly went away when I told her of the reason that I discovered the reason why I've been acting so unusual around Cloudia. To put it bluntly, she reminds me a lot of Sharna. A LOT like Sharna, in fact. Molly told me I should apologize to her and explain to her my situation.
I managed to speak to her alone at the bridge during Battle Strategy. Once alone, I did my best to explain how I'm not used to having so much kindness being thrown at me. Worried how she would either leave or throw me away once she's done with me. To my relief, she understood. But it put me off that she tried to explain her wrongdoing, when in reality she didn't do anything wrong. I reassured her of that and said that I hope we can live together with no issue. She was happy to agree and suggested we start over by reintroducing ourselves, followed by a hug I was more willing to accept. Compared to the other times she hugged me, there was something different. As if within her arms I felt a sense of calm. A sense of my anxieties vanishing. Just like with Sharna. I don't know when I will tell her about Sharna, but I'll worry about that in the future once we are more comfortable speaking of such matters with each other. And given the smile Cloudia had when she went to sleep, I feel that "worry" isn't the proper word to use.
-Edward MacGregor"
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Scales of Fate
FantasíaJohn Hampden Military Academy is one of the most prestigious military academies in the Commonwealth. Young men, and now women, come from all across Britannia and her territories to gain an education that will help them lead their people to a bright...
