I woke up today... to that thing sitting on my nightstand. I thought it was only apart of the dreams...
It was that one feather that fell off in that fight with Eduard. His blade swiped at my wings and managed to cut that feather off somehow... and the rest of the wing was fine.
Anyways, I think I'll just take it with me. Something tells me it'll be important for later... but I don't know why...
Everything will get better... I hope. These dreams will stop eventually and everybody will be okay in the end.
YOU ARE READING
Raivis's journal... of sorts
De Todo"This is a journal, not a diary! Don't listen to what anybody says, it is a journal-! Either way, don't look through this... it has all my personal feelings and deep, dark sec- HEY!" You snatch the 'journal' out of the short Latvian's hands, holding...
