DIR Return Create A Forum - Home
---------------------------------------------------------
RPG AI
HTML https://rpgai.createaforum.com
---------------------------------------------------------
*****************************************************
DIR Return to: Diaries
*****************************************************
#Post#: 558--------------------------------------------------
Corzen Foster's Journal
By: EloquentMisprints Date: May 26, 2013, 4:42 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
Corzen's journal is a brown, leather bound book with a set of
initials burned into the cover, not his own, but his mother's.
The pages are thin and smooth, very reminiscent of the pages of
a bible, though a little bit thicker. The first few pages are
filled with his mother's loopy handwriting, relaying a fairy
tale she used to tell him when he was a child. There are a few
blank pages in between her writing and his own, which have been
reserved for illustrations, if he so desires. He keeps the
journal on his bookshelf, tucked safely in between his mother's
favorite novel, Crime and Punishment, and his one, a reprinted
version of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
#Post#: 560--------------------------------------------------
Entry One
By: EloquentMisprints Date: May 26, 2013, 5:25 pm
---------------------------------------------------------
I feel as if I have stirred up a great deal of trouble by
responding to the anonymous message that I received last night.
I merely wanted to defend Miss Erin, as she did not deserve to
be judge so harshly by someone as cowardice as they person
behind the grey face. However, it appears that I have only
created sadness and conflict. I really must learn to think
before I speak. I fear that my appearance online was far too
selfish, yet I cannot go back now, as they have all- almost all-
welcomed me. I will try harder, I must try harder.
On a bit of a lighter subject, I am beginning to feel as if the
Whites' really are my family. After a bit of an online scuffle
with Clarence- Sir- I sought comfort in my brother. We spent a
great deal of time discussing where I would be sleeping, as he
refused to allow me to sleep on the floor and insisted that I
let him sleep on the ground instead. In the end, we were far too
worn out from our discussion and both fell asleep sitting up,
which, for future reference, is terribly uncomfortable. There is
a reason that we sleep laying down... I would suggest that no
one deviate from this habit if they value their spine.
*****************************************************