and looked around. It was pitch black, and I could barely see. Just the same cruddy place I was in. I got up and walked over to a small cave. I wandered around, and found an old torch. Huh. This must have been used in war. It's worn, and it smells funny. I dropped to torch, and continued to look around. I glanced over and saw a small diary on top of a rotting wooden table. Someone must have been hiding here long ago. I opened the diary and read the first page.
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2134-5-14
I have ran away from all the chaos and I am now hiding in this small cave. War has broke out between quarter one and quarter two of Clavia. Hopefully I won't get attacked from here. I have carried a torch and a small slab of wood to this location, for a desk and some lighting. I'm not supposed to be here. But it's better than being the warrior I am.
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So they're a warrior. That's cool. Too bad it doesn't mention who it is, but then again this is fairly old... let's read the last page. I wanna see how this ends.
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2135-2-6
I only a matter of time until they find me. When they do, I'll be killed. No matter who it is. I'll be taken away, thrown in chains. Never to be seen again. I never should've done this. Whoever is reading
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That's it. Were they found? Who knows. They have hid in this for almost a year... that's a long time. I guess I could go for a small walk around here, but I can't go too far. I started to follow my footprints that I have left in the ground from running so hard, until I saw something fly into the air. Fire. A small ball of fire, soared through the sky, until it struck the ground. Is it what I think it is? A... torch..? I continued to follow my footprints. Another torch. I ran back to the cave, and dove under the rotting table.
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Cross Heart
ActionIt was late at night. I quietly looked down at the brick red ground of Clavia. I didn't like it. I want to be somewhere free. Somewhere safe. Somewhere... different. But it's not like that's gonna happen any time soon. Taking orders from a king isn'...
