I_am_Wake
Legend
( 03 / 04 / 2020 )
Waterday, 3rd of Truebirth, 2306
A spare book from Albus, I questioned to what purpose this book can hold. Stereotypically, I dared to keep a journal or diary. My life is far from one of adventure, though I am surrounded by those better than me. It is not for a lack of effort; a lack of skill is more accurate. I am no swordswoman. I am not religious. I've no purpose to travel outside academic study or to meet friends. Whilst my family has a lineage of subterfuge and mystery, I am as honest as the sun itself.
I am simple.
Simple is good, I tell myself. Lack of danger, comfortable living without sudden turmoil to kick me out of bed every morning. Not that I actually.. HAVE a bed yet. Upon arrival at Frostwarts, headmaster Kublai has given me much happiness. He compliments my ambition and wishes equality of knowledge by sharing understanding to the world. He has given me a home behind Frostwarts, a small cabin to warm against the outside cold. It does not yet have a bed, nor a desk for me to write. Yet everything I require is within Frostwarts. Paper, writing equipment, alcohol... Halbed is beyond the walls for food. Life is comfortable, albeit cold and slightly lonely.
In time, I hope to graduate from Frostwarts. For now, this is my purpose. If I can prove myself to the Realm that I am a qualified scholar, they may take me seriously in any application of study. I do not wish to repeat the mistakes I made thirteen years ago. I do not wish to be reduced to bankruptcy once more. Thirteen years at sea as a sailor was not my dream occupation. I sometimes simply dream of becoming rich.
For now, I have much to write and read. Hopefully, this is the start of a kind era for me. The start of a story? Hopefully a comedy. I would hate to be a dull footnote for future generations.
A spare book from Albus, I questioned to what purpose this book can hold. Stereotypically, I dared to keep a journal or diary. My life is far from one of adventure, though I am surrounded by those better than me. It is not for a lack of effort; a lack of skill is more accurate. I am no swordswoman. I am not religious. I've no purpose to travel outside academic study or to meet friends. Whilst my family has a lineage of subterfuge and mystery, I am as honest as the sun itself.
I am simple.
Simple is good, I tell myself. Lack of danger, comfortable living without sudden turmoil to kick me out of bed every morning. Not that I actually.. HAVE a bed yet. Upon arrival at Frostwarts, headmaster Kublai has given me much happiness. He compliments my ambition and wishes equality of knowledge by sharing understanding to the world. He has given me a home behind Frostwarts, a small cabin to warm against the outside cold. It does not yet have a bed, nor a desk for me to write. Yet everything I require is within Frostwarts. Paper, writing equipment, alcohol... Halbed is beyond the walls for food. Life is comfortable, albeit cold and slightly lonely.
In time, I hope to graduate from Frostwarts. For now, this is my purpose. If I can prove myself to the Realm that I am a qualified scholar, they may take me seriously in any application of study. I do not wish to repeat the mistakes I made thirteen years ago. I do not wish to be reduced to bankruptcy once more. Thirteen years at sea as a sailor was not my dream occupation. I sometimes simply dream of becoming rich.
For now, I have much to write and read. Hopefully, this is the start of a kind era for me. The start of a story? Hopefully a comedy. I would hate to be a dull footnote for future generations.