02-03-2012, 01:34 PM
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From Light to Shadow: A Notebook of Insanity
The name Brother Vande Siftale is written on the first page.
Spoiler:
Day 1
I do not know why I decided to get this journal. Brother Alfred thought that it would be a good idea to write down my thoughts, so that I could keep them somewhere when I need them. Not that I really need to, after all, my mind is a notebook. Regardless, I respect Brother Alfred and will write my thought processes in here.
I am Brother Vande Siftale, deacon of the Gilneas Cathedral and worshiper of the Holy Light. I am devout and an excellent parishioner.
Today, I helped Sister Mariza study. She was having problems understanding one of the concepts, Tenacity, and asked that I help her. Later the night, after reading and going over a small portion of the idea with her, I noticed her discomfort. I asked her what was wrong and she started to cry. Naturally, I consoled her and told her that when she was ready to speak, I would gladly listen. She thanked me and let me know that she would sleep on it. As I left her room, I felt... Reluctant. I wanted to stay. However, I shrugged off the feeling and continued my day as per usual. I helped Brother Mirlo with the evening mass and I spent the rest of my evening reading in the Library.
Books have always interested me. Whether it was about the Light or about nature, it didn't bother me. I just enjoyed to read and learn new things. My main focus was biology and anatomy. I liked to see how the human body worked, so that I could heal it even further. I also enjoyed reading about psychology, so I could understand how the human mind worked, in order to help convince those who do not follow the path of the Light.
Regardless, my life is pretty normal. A follower of the Light, living his life to help others. That is how I plan on living now and forever. I do feel, slightly better now that I've written everything down. I suppose I'll thank Brother Alfred tomorrow morning. For now, sleep will take me.
May the Light Bless.
I do not know why I decided to get this journal. Brother Alfred thought that it would be a good idea to write down my thoughts, so that I could keep them somewhere when I need them. Not that I really need to, after all, my mind is a notebook. Regardless, I respect Brother Alfred and will write my thought processes in here.
I am Brother Vande Siftale, deacon of the Gilneas Cathedral and worshiper of the Holy Light. I am devout and an excellent parishioner.
Today, I helped Sister Mariza study. She was having problems understanding one of the concepts, Tenacity, and asked that I help her. Later the night, after reading and going over a small portion of the idea with her, I noticed her discomfort. I asked her what was wrong and she started to cry. Naturally, I consoled her and told her that when she was ready to speak, I would gladly listen. She thanked me and let me know that she would sleep on it. As I left her room, I felt... Reluctant. I wanted to stay. However, I shrugged off the feeling and continued my day as per usual. I helped Brother Mirlo with the evening mass and I spent the rest of my evening reading in the Library.
Books have always interested me. Whether it was about the Light or about nature, it didn't bother me. I just enjoyed to read and learn new things. My main focus was biology and anatomy. I liked to see how the human body worked, so that I could heal it even further. I also enjoyed reading about psychology, so I could understand how the human mind worked, in order to help convince those who do not follow the path of the Light.
Regardless, my life is pretty normal. A follower of the Light, living his life to help others. That is how I plan on living now and forever. I do feel, slightly better now that I've written everything down. I suppose I'll thank Brother Alfred tomorrow morning. For now, sleep will take me.
May the Light Bless.