Sep 8, 2025
Day who-knows-anymore
We fell. Together, off the cliff. The blood of the Great Red Dragon cooling on our skin. Our skin. A fitting end.
And it would have been, and yet we are still alive. I don't know if I should kill him in his sleep or not. I'm definitely too tired to succeed there, but maybe he would appreciate the sentiment. Smile at me through cracked lips.
We lived, but we're injured. I might even be dying. He's worried about me. I don't know what to do with that information either.
I would say this is my final entry but I'm not sure of the future. Of anything anymore.