Post by morganna on Mar 4, 2007 19:54:00 GMT -5
Cherished Diary,
It seems as though everyone in the castle has dark secrets which they tell no one except maybe the closest of their friends. Even I have my own, although I tell them to no one, except perhaps my sacred guardian, Malachite. I know he will never tell anyone except if the circumstances require it.
Recently Aislin has been going through some very harsh, distressed times. I wish I could help her more, but it seems as though she is keeping something from me. I wish I knew what but I suppose that everyone has secrets.
My best friend, who happened to be a full werewolf, was killed recently. He was stabbed with a sword made of silver. I have told no one, and I refuse to show my sorrow when I’m with my friends or sister. It seems that they have enough troubles of their own without mine added to them. I made my parents swear that they wouldn’t tell anyone about Cian. He was very special to me. We had grown up together since my grandfather had taken him in. He had been bitten as a wee babe, when his mother was murdered by the same wolf. We were very close, even as eleven year olds we knew that we would always be together. He had been my first kiss. When I was told of his death I was devastated. I still am, since it has only been two weeks since his passing. I have a picture of him magically sealed onto the front, inside cover of this diary, so I can always look at him and remember what we had.
It seems as though everyone in the castle has dark secrets which they tell no one except maybe the closest of their friends. Even I have my own, although I tell them to no one, except perhaps my sacred guardian, Malachite. I know he will never tell anyone except if the circumstances require it.
Recently Aislin has been going through some very harsh, distressed times. I wish I could help her more, but it seems as though she is keeping something from me. I wish I knew what but I suppose that everyone has secrets.
My best friend, who happened to be a full werewolf, was killed recently. He was stabbed with a sword made of silver. I have told no one, and I refuse to show my sorrow when I’m with my friends or sister. It seems that they have enough troubles of their own without mine added to them. I made my parents swear that they wouldn’t tell anyone about Cian. He was very special to me. We had grown up together since my grandfather had taken him in. He had been bitten as a wee babe, when his mother was murdered by the same wolf. We were very close, even as eleven year olds we knew that we would always be together. He had been my first kiss. When I was told of his death I was devastated. I still am, since it has only been two weeks since his passing. I have a picture of him magically sealed onto the front, inside cover of this diary, so I can always look at him and remember what we had.
Always devoted to you, Cian,
Morganna
Morganna