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~Day 8 of the month of January, The year of 227~
The sun was high this morning when I awoke, I felt a little lazy for haveing slept so long. The birds were in full voice and so it was that I went to the small pond not far from where I lay my head. I bathed in the cold water, yet felt refreshed. I ate my ussual breakfast of berrys and stolen milk from the old Worthington Farm. Old man Worthington wouldnt miss alittle anyway. Maybe one day though, I'll make it right and pay him back for all the milk I have taken. After breakfast I decided to work on my tunes, as I always do. However, upon inspection of my hideing place, they were found to be gone! I have to find them, its my most prized possesion. I will start looking for clues immediatly.
 Sabathius Reed · Mon Jan 09, 2006 @ 06:56am · 0 Comments |
