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Diary | DnD | InkTober 14 | byMaker

" Silence. If it weren't for earlier events, I would have thought that assassins killed them.

But I know why, they don't even breathe. Anticipation! Indescribable feelings before the discovery of something sacred. Something that does not belong to them.
What a pity the poison began to wear off right now when I am ready to look at this idol forever. If only not to see their eyes.

But how could I not look at them?
I see how they read it, my diary. The expression on their faces. I understand why I see their bewilderment.
They have lost faith in our friendship.
They wanted to find the truth, but not this one. After all, I have always remained a friend to them!

I see how the diary is still imprinting my thoughts on the pages. What a pity that I cannot dispel this spell "

Author: Alkizmar Vilestliv

All characters are fictitious and exist only in my DnD world