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It's clear to me that I must find some answer if I'm ever to make the dreams stop. Moller tried to discourage me. I think he fears what might happen to his temple. I pity his compassion does not extend to a living being.
I have begun to feel like I'm being watched. I pray this is not a further milestone on the road to madness. I think I'll take my dagger with me in the morning. In a city like Bonetown, I suppose one can't be too careful. Especially with pirates in port.
Six years ago:
I awoke this morning frightfully fatigued. I feel like I spent the night in combat, not sleeping. My head hurts, and I feel weak. I can't miss work at the temple, but I think I'll confine myself to the light tasks today.
One year ago:
The gods help me! What happened? I awoke from some strange dream to find that five years had passed! Engev told me I was kicked out of the temple four years ago for violating the sanctum. Surely this is madness!
Six months ago;
Life has resumed a kind of normalcy. I have won admittance back into the temple of Pantheon. My reception was strange, but everyone seems relieved that I am "back to my old self." I have so many questions about these missing years but it seems best to simply move on with my life on. If the gods will it, knowledge will come to me.
Four months ago;
Engev says that the high priest was asking after me again, that he was worried about another "episode." Maybe he's simple concerned for the temple, but surely I have sufficiently proven myself by now. My life is mine again, and I'm not giving up! He says he has a new assignment overseas, and maybe a change of air will do me good.
Two months ago;
The dreams came again last night. I don't know that I'll ever get a good night's sleep! I dreamt of dark forests. Of chasing dim forms through shadows under the moons. Does this have something to do with my lost years or is this some fresh torment?
Moons and moonlight! Moons and moonlight! Maybe the priests of the moons will be able to help me.
One month ago;
It's clear to me that I must find some answer if I'm ever to make the dreams stop. I have confided in Moller, who has tried to discourage me. I think they fear what might happen to their temple. I pity their compassion does not extend to a living being.
One week ago;
I have begun to feel like I'm being watched. I pray this is not a further milestone on the road to madness. I think I'll take my dagger with me in the morning. In a city like Bonetown, I suppose one can't be too careful. Especially with pirates in port.
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