Journal Entry One
Done. First entry typed. Whoever wrote this thing has annoyingly curvy writing that makes it hard to read sometimes. Anyway, enjoy I guess.
“I have been told that writing this will help with the transition. That on the days when I feel lost to reality, having these recollections on hand will ground me. We will see, I suppose. It has only been a few hours since the change and already my mind so easily wanders from me, drifting through the crowded streets like a spectre as my body lies useless in this drab old tomb. The Crine of my new family says that this is normal, that although my mind is a bit more active than most of the new kin it should be manageable with training and time. I have heard the stories of what happens to kin who do not adjust well, and I am hoping our Crine is correct. I do not wish to experience what will happen if she is not. I will continue to document my thoughts so long as time permits- for now, I must attend the First Observation and pray that some piece of me still remains in the aftermath.”
It starts out okay? Sort of. None of it really makes any sense so of course at first I thought it was just a story or a joke or … y’know, not real. I’ve always been a big fan of fantasy and supernatural books and this just seemed like a lucky find that I could skim through and then figure out how to return to whoever wrote it.
I really wish I’d never even found it in the first place.