Log 1. My blog begins.
You may all think i'm crazy, but i'm not. You'll all see what I mean...
You all will.
I'm not a madman at all. Hell, i'm as sane as they come in the Swathe. Hasn't exactly been easy to convince my friends or family that, but I know that I am strong and truthful.
They won't believe me - say that I know nothing. Only the High Fief is a conduit for the great power of the Blue Hand!
No. Commoners see a lot too - that bastard sitting at the top on his throne can't say that its wrong! If he were a true paragon he would have seen them too!
Seen what? The pictures. The screaming. The eye. How can no-one else see it? The eye... it's so clear, yet so distant at the same time. It's as if it's waiting... but how? How can I tell that it is waiting? I don't know. I honestly don't know!!! How can I be expected to know? Tell me! What the F**K is up?
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