Dear Journal,
      My whole world had tumbled down around me like the old homes in the Lifeless Village. My mother's death, the steward and the stranger's meeting, being proclaimed a wolf's head, all things that seemed to make my life stop. To leave one master to get confined to another, just pitiful. I wish I still had my mother to help guide me through this crazy life.
     The world seemed to have stopped after Bear had grabbed my wrist. I wish Saint Giles and God are still with me, for help, guidance, and care.
 


John
02/07/2013 1:32pm

Very good.

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