<b>The great escape</b><br/><br/><i><span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="color: Indigo"><br/>
<a class="externalLink" href="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/176/8/a/lake_of_moon_tera_by_moonworker1-d3jxxau.jpg" target="_blank">Lake of the moon</a>, Within the <a class="externalLink" href="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/124/8/8/dark_forest_by_vityar83-d4yjpvb.jpg" target="_blank">dark forest of Onkunkun</a>.</span></span><br/>
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Wednesday, 1th of October, the third age of rule by Kacim.<br/>
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Dear Diary,<br/>
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I've never really written a diary before, but the elves of this city have told me that it was good to write everything that bothers me down. They even told me to write down the good feelings as well, so my head won't be as filled with thoughts any more, and my dreams will let me sleep once again.<br/>
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They tell me a lot things here, for instance, they say that it is a Wednesday. But I can't really remember any more what a wednesday should feel like. I think that at this moment, believing that today is a Wednesday, a normal name for a normal day in the week, is the hardest thing to believe.<br/>
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I don't believe a lot of things any more. They say it's because of the illusions this demon called Mania has made us go through. I can remember them, every little detail of those horrid moments is imprinted in my mind. I can see the cave as vividly as I first visited it with my friends. I can see lillith, everything she did and said to me. As if I'm reliving it once more. I can even feel the tip of her tail stroke over my thighs at night and I often wake up screaming from the burning sensation of flames licking my skin.<br/>
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I don't believe a lot of things any more but my nightmares, as the elves always try to assure me they are, are the most real things I still experience.<br/>
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Don't get me wrong though. When I'm awake I'm actually enjoying my life for a change. (Since I left the village a few months ago) This place is the most beautiful place I've ever been before. There are lights living in the trees, breathing lantarns that feel as if they smile at you whenever you pass them at night. It's almost as if the elves themselves where able to capture and beg the stars to stay upon earth, growing inside of the twigs of trees. I told Ilvis about my theory of the lights of Lake of the Moon, and she told me that she had never heard such wise words before.<br/>
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Though she believes they enslaved the stars, because when would such a beautiful and kind creature like that want to live between the horrors of this world?<br/>
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I like<a class="externalLink" href="http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/346/3/b/hunter___03_by_aditya777-d4iz0qs.jpg" target="_blank"> Ilvis</a> a lot, she hasn't been around that much lately but she has been a help in explaining that everything will be better after a while. She has survived one of Mania's attacks as well, and she has endured his madness for a lot longer then our group has. Although whenever I see her sleeping upside down in the trees, hanging from a twig like a bat, I wonder if she hasn't just lost her mind inside of Mania's dreams.<br/>
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There is another person I really like. But I'm not sure what to do with my feelings for her. Perhaps it was all part of Mania's dream, but I could swear she looking for me in all the madness that was trying to turn me insane. I've been watching her from my room in the main tree, walking past the lake in her new long white robes, when we just arrived here. Everybody has gotten the same white robes upon arrival, it signifies our healing process from what has happened to us. Nevertheless, most of us have already gotten new clothes and weapons, and the others seem to be drinking and partying their pain away in the cities tavern. <br/>
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I've not seen her in a while now, perhaps I should go visit this bar as well. It's been almost a week since I've woken up. The elves told me I was the last one, and that the others have already started their healing.<br/>
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I wonder if I'll ever heal.<br/>
[STRIKE]<br/>
This blackness I feel[/STRIKE]                       [STRIKE]The void inside me[/STRIKE]   <br/>
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Perhaps I should visit this bar now, I feel like I've written enough for my first journal entry now. <br/>
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With love,<br/>
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Verita</i><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>