Glacier Irion
WeskerThe Fallen One
Journal Entry Log 1: I don't know where I am or how I got here. The last thing I remember was I was soaring over Veta Lake. I remember the bright, blue lake and the large mountains beyond. I remember the green of the pine and the great tall oak trees. I can feel the wind blowing through my feather, the occasional spray of water from the lake sprinkling over my beak.....Then it all went dark. It was the wetness of the snow that woke me before the bitter cold. I have a bruise on my head and my wing is broken, but I don't know how it got here. This is all so confusing.
Entry Log 2: I'm certain I must be in the Arctic Frost, but I don't know exactly where. None of this terrain looks familiar. Then again, I've never been too far into the tundra. "Only the brave fly out there" My father used to say. "Only the foolish fly out there" would be my mother's response. Some irion felt brave enough and strong enough to risk there lives out in the tundra to try and find Mama Mush. Any irion that could beat Mama Mush was considered a hero if they returned. Many irion ventured the journey every year, but only a dozen ever come back. And of those that come back, only a few have ever beaten her. Many cannot find her for she's notoriously hard to find. If it isn't the elements that kill them, it's the starvation.
Journal Entry Log 3: Finally found some food today, I've been so hungry. At least my bruise went away and this shelter is holding up really well in this blizzard. It hasn't stopped snowing since I first woke up here. I hope this storm let's up soon so I can finally find a way to get out of here.
The pages have stuck together here and cannot be torn apart without damaging them. You skim ahead...
Journal Entry Log 12: My wing has slowly been healing. I'm able to fly for 10 minutes straight now without it giving out. I still haven't seen any sign of Subetans, or anything else for that matter. I wonder if my parents are still looking for me or if they think I'm dead. It's been nearly a month since I've gone missing.....hasn't it?
Journal Entry Log 14: I ran into Mama Mush today. I can hardly believe I'm still alive! It's a good thing I had just caught that fish otherwise I might never have gotten out alive. I should be safe from her, she didn't care to follow me over all those ridges. Note to self: Do NOT head towards the twin peaks!!!
The journal entries get harder to read and you can only make out fragments of multiple entries...
Journal Entry 25: I remember what happened now. I was flying over Veta Lake and I thought I saw my little brother run into the forest. I told him not to go wandering off on his own, but he never listens. Mom would kill me if I lost Ian.......landed in grove, hit my head on that low branch.......figure in the woods......shouldn't...out here?
Journal Entry...:Thought I saw someone in the snow today. A young woman with an endeavor with glowing red eyes. He was about to kill a cybill, but she told him no and he obeyed. I think I imagined it though, I have been seeing hallucinations a lot lately......controlled endeavor, that's just silly......
Journal E.... Log 30: .....Damn this blizzard! Damn Everything!.......lost.....no one for miles..... go home! Why do I even bother writing in this, it's not like anyone will ever read it. I'm never getting out of here....
Journal.........:It's so warm on the beach. Dad said he would take us to get ice cream at the Carnival Stand before we go.....can't find Ian....mom, dad...Ian.....
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It's hopeless, I don't think I can make it much longer. This will be the last entry I write.....so hungry.....so tired.....
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