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*Cidwick, his heart heavy, opens up his journal and begins writing.* I have no clue what day it is. Nor how long I have been out. I was marooned at an island, and after harvesting the wood for a raft, I had set out to return home.

After a few days at sea, A torrent rose and threw me from my raft. My senses dazed, I tried to keep my head above water, I succeded for a few hours , but fatigue soon set in. I awoke in a small House, With a quickling tending to me. He has shown me kindness unknown. My body hurts, and I still cannot speak. He told me what has happened to the War dens. My heart carries a burden, one that is hard to bear. I will miss my home and com patriots. The quickling spoke to me again, once I had stopped weeping. He told me his name.

Khalo Opanala. Strange name. I hope to be able to repay him soon. Soon as my strength has returned, I will venture to Hartland to seek out my friends and Her. I hope her heart is still mine. If not, I will leave. I have no use here anymore.
I feel tired, I'm going to get some rest and hope the dreams will cease.
*He closes his journal and falls asleep.*

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Note Number:	150	Author:	Cidwick
Date:	Wed Dec 4, 2002; 17:53:06	To:	All
Subject:	An entry in Cid's journal.
Cidwick, his heart heavy, opens up his journal and begins writing. I have no clue what day it is. Nor how long I have been out. I was marooned at an island, and after harvesting the wood for a raft, I had set out to return home. After a few days at sea, A torrent rose and threw me from my raft. My senses dazed, I tried to keep my head above water, I succeded for a few hours , but fatigue soon set in. I awoke in a small House, With a quickling tending to me. He has shown me kindness unknown. My body hurts, and I still cannot speak. He told me what has happened to the War dens. My heart carries a burden, one that is hard to bear. I will miss my home and com patriots. The quickling spoke to me again, once I had stopped weeping. He told me his name. Khalo Opanala. Strange name. I hope to be able to repay him soon. Soon as my strength has returned, I will venture to Hartland to seek out my friends and Her. I hope her heart is still mine. If not, I will leave. I have no use here anymore. I feel tired, I'm going to get some rest and hope the dreams will cease. He closes his journal and falls asleep.