Hi there, my name is Jake Canster and if you don’t know that then you should probably stop reading right about . . . NOW. Since this diary doesn’t belong to you.
The king made it compulsory for all trident wielding drowned to take therapy recently. Something about us being too . . . ‘masochistic’. I honestly think it’s a stupid idea, I mean there’s nothing wrong with wanting to gut your enemy with a trident, I think its pretty satisfying, kind of like . . . meditation.
I said the same to my therapist, following which she gave me the coldest stare ever. Very unsettling. She then instructed me to write a diary, I don’t write much to be honest but she’s threatened to snitch on me to the king and disloyalty being the highest form of treason, here I am. A bloodthirsty drowned who lives at the bottom of the sea, wielding a trident stained with the blood of his foes . . . who takes therapy and keeps a diary. Yeah, that’s me.
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Just got home a while back, a lot of tension at court today. An enderman entered the depths around noon, and after a brief bit of screeching and suspicious staring at a guard ( who by the way thought it was a good idea to stare back, proceeding to start a staring duel that lasted a while) he handed a parchment to our king and disappeared. Just like that, I don’t like endermen at all, they give me the jitters. Our king retired to his study shortly after, and hasn’t emerged out since. He’ll probably make an announcement sometime tomorrow about the parchment, he did seem pretty troubled after reading its contents. Either way that’s it for today, I'm gonna be needing all the sleep I can get, writing is so goshdarn difficult, ugh.
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Diary of the drowned
FanfictionThe book is a comedy of sorrow,( with light hearted humour amidst a tragedy.) It deals with a race of creatures called the drowned. ( they look weird, don't think they'd go well in a cover.) The book is a diary of one of the drowned as they face a w...
