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  akward_sloth

  April 2017

  I awake crying.
  I was crying for killing another being.
  I was crying because I do not know who he is.
  I was crying because I do not know if he is real.
  I was crying because at that moment I was alone without his love.
  

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  akward_sloth

  April 2017

  It let out a loud and awful cry. It was blood curdling, I shuddered. At that moment I remembered the sound of my love as he was gasping for air. Why should I show this evil creature mercy when it was so viciously trying to kill the one that was so dear and close to me. My rage started rising up in my chest again. I cried out in rage, I fiercely wrapped my small dwarf hands around its thin, elegant neck.I started to squeeze, harder and harder. I watched crying as the life slowly rushed out of it eyes, face, and body. I cried as i removed my hands, then I rose and approached him. He was fine now and he wrapped his warm arms around me, I felt his love again, my anger vanished. I was there, I was with him, I was loved. Everything was alright, he was alright. The enemy was dead and gone.
  

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  akward_sloth

  April 2017

  On the ground wrestling, I swung. I hit the Triaxian square in the jaw. We both jumped to our feet and it stumbled back in shock. I stood between my love who was gasping for air and the Triaxian that was furiously glaring at me. I grabbed the dagger that was fastened to my thigh, I held my ground and I was ready to defend us.
  
  The Triaxian bolted toward me. I braced myself for impact. It knocked the dagger out of my hand. I wrapped my arms around the Traixian and threw him to the ground again. It didn’t expect my strength to overpower it in a split second. I sat on top of it. I pinned it’s arm beneath my knees. The Traixian long arms were reaching up and it’s lengthy fingers were starting to wrap around my neck. Out of the corner of my eye I could see my dagger. I swiftly reached for it. I grabbed the dagger, I stood back over the Triaxian and dug my dagger deep into the center of it’s hand wedging my blade into the cobblestone underneath. It’s hand was pinned.

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  akward_sloth

  April 2017

  This Triaxian was evil, pure evil, it’s eyes had such hate it angered me greatly to see this creature strangling with a fixed stare on my beloved; It was smiling as he was grabbing at it’s hands trying to pry them free from his neck. I couldn’t sit any longer and watch the life that I held dear slip through this Triaxian’s hands. I sprung into action after creating a loud noise in front of the Triaxian.I threw a bag full of old pots and pans for our previous adventure when we found the strange talking sword. The noise was to distract it and to cover my footsteps as I ran toward it. I tackled it with all might. We fell to the cold, hard cobble stone floor. I was filled with rage which gave me strength. We wrestled for a long bit which only caused more rage to fill inside my chest. My chest felt as if a fire was inside of it; the flames growing higher and higher, burning brighter and hotter.

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  akward_sloth

  April 2017

  My dreams are spiraling. Who is this man? Where do I know him from? WHY IS HE IN MY HEAD?!?! I dreamed of him again I still have no clue of who he is. His face is foreign to my memories yet I feel as if we know each other and that our paths have or will crossed for a great great reason.
  
  My dream I had last night I greatly regret because of how real it felt.I was walking through a dark cool tunnel. Further down I went, the floor became cobble stone, the walls were bricks made of mud, every 10 feet there was a torch burning bright. I tried to jerk on a torch to get it free, I was too short for get leverage and pry it free. I walked further into a room that was dimly lit by a fire in the center of the large room, in front of the fire was an altar. My “lover” was being strangled by an Triaxian. The Triaxian’s ears were fixed on me and my movements. It’s skin was so red for a split second I thought it was blood.

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  akward_sloth

  April 2017

  What are dreams? How are our brains so powerful of creating worlds and situations that wouldn't be possible or ever happen? Its fascinating! I had a dream of a man, I have never seen him before but his touch was so real, so tender, so loving; I still can't believe it was a dream. His eyes were soft, his hands were strong, his arms around me as we just laid there staring lovingly at each other. In this dream no words were said but I could see the pain and regret he held in his eyes for loving me. I felt ashamed. I still do even after I had awaken, his family didn’t approve of our union and I believe he didn’t either till he felt courage and pride to love me.
  
  Oh silly dreams how they can make us crazy and feel things that will never exist.
  

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  akward_sloth

  April 2017

  The dance had stopped and the band left. I drank one last drink and headed off to my bed once again. On my way up the half orc followed me. I entered my room and locked the door after I realized he was following me. He knocked at the door and I told him to leave me alone. He didn't. Soon after the knocking and me refusing to open the door he started to sing. Oh! it was so awful. He sang and sang until he fell asleep in front of my door. Apparently my simple invitation to dance was taken as an invitation for him to win my affections.
  The next morning I was trying to leave and the half orc was still sleeping outside my room. He was very drunk so when he hit the floor with a loud, hard thud he didn't wake up. I walked down the hall, down the stairs, and into the common area. In the common are there was so much diversity. People from different walks of life. Shortly after ordering my meal the people in the booth behind me started getting rowdy and annoying; I tried my best to ignore them.

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  akward_sloth

  April 2017

  I am feed up today.
  
  After returning from my adventure with Antonio and Tristan I staggered to the inn where I had previously purchased a room and slept. In the morning decided I was sobered up and that I needed a drink so I sat down at the bar when a figure claimed the seat next to me. Not wanting to socialized with anyone I didn't look over but the figure tired to converse with me. I recognized the voice and I hesitated to look over. The voice came from a 7 foot tall half orc. He was kind when we had traveled from Bellis to Osirion. He and I grew very close in our travels, but the relationship we had formed was crushed when his comrade cursed me; because he believed that I had stolen his cursed emerald ring that he was going to give to an elven cleric so she would fall in love with him.
  
  After a few drinks and ignoring him the band started up and a dance formed. After many many drinks I became buzzed and I asked the orc to dance. He agreed and we spent the night dancing.

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