The day will be much cooler than yesterday. It is already midmorning and I still have yet to feel the hot, sticky air of summer. This pleases me.
Last night I stood out on out back patio and played the violin under the stars. Both Father and Pennyworth were down in the Batcave, so I used that time to enjoy myself. The cool, dark evening combined with the silver notes of the violin fit my mood perfectly.
I went down to the stables this morning to exercise the horses. I took my favorite horse Asahi for a ride through our property.
Whenever I tell someone that my horse's name is Asahi, they always ask me why I gave him a Japanese name. I always tell them that it is because Asahi is my favorite Japanese word. It means 'morning sun'. Even though he is a grey horse, it seems to fit him.
Father and I are going in to Gotham City later for a press meeting. I do not enjoy press meetings. They are merely a bunch of stupid halfwits asking idiotic questions. Press meetings are a waste of time.
Curious, how writing today seems easier than yesterday.
In a little while, I will go down to our training arena to practice my swordsmanship. For me, the art of the blade is less of a workout and more of a relaxation method. I can lose myself in the flowing movements of the sword, and be my own self for a time.
What do I write once I have run out of things to say?
Oh yes, one interesting thing about me each day. I like doing oil paintings. The colors are easily blended to create all sorts of beautiful pigments. If I had to choose a subject to paint, I would say landscapes. I can paint human forms if I choose, but I truly enjoy landscapes.
That is all.
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The Diary of Damian Wayne
FanfictionThis is less of a story, and more of a first hand account of the life of Damian Wayne. This is his journal, as it is his story. It holds the highs and lows of his thoughts, as well as his daily whereabouts. There is no language or adult content, ju...
