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~Day 11 of the month of January, The year of 227~
Alot has happened. I tracked the theif who stole my pipes for a long while, it always seems to elude my grasp.
I have tracked the thief to a opening in the side of a mountain range. It looks to be a way through, I am going to try in the morning. Im gonna make some bedding, and a small fire. Then I'll see if I cant find some roots or maybe some mushrooms.
~Day 12 of the month of January, The year of 227~
I slept well. The mushrooms from the night before did not really curb my appetite. So I am now going to go through the opening, and hopefully find the thief that stole my pipes. Ill write more when I get through.
~Day 12 of the month of January, The year of 227~
Im through. It was very narrow, but I made it through. The sight is most beautiful, A grand feild, vast plains. A herd of bison are roaming on the plain in front of me. Its almost amazing enough to change my directive focus. But not quite. I start off on my trek anew.
 Sabathius Reed · Thu Jan 12, 2006 @ 08:33am · 0 Comments |
