Unconvinced

Hello Blippers, Luca here, commandeering the journal once more. How are you all?

Weapon told me that reading the dictionary is a great pastime, but I can't say I'm convinced. It isn't exactly riveting.

How about a story?

Once upon a time, on a world not unlike this one, there lived a young elf. He was seventeen years old and he had pretty much everything, although he probably didn't realise it.

He lived in the City of Fort, which is a more elegant and noteworthy place than its name suggests and which decorates the peak of the region's tallest mountain with white walls and purple roofs.

And he went to a good school there, and had a friend, whose name was Remmi and who was the very best sort of friend, being fair-minded and forgiving and funny.

And then there was Owin, who was a year younger (and looked younger still, having been constantly beset with illness). Owin was rather infatuated with our protagonist. He was talented with a pencil and would draw him, and follow him and Remmi about when their different schedules permitted.

Our protagonist came to like him, in a fond sort of way. He certainly didn't discourage him. This was a mistake.

Owin. It would require a lot of words to fully explain his mind, which was foggy at the best of times. Later, someone remembered something about an argument, which apparently had left Owin very upset, although our protagonist (this is getting tiring; I shall have to refer to him as P from now on) didn't recall any upsetting arguments himself.

What happened was, Owin was found dead (but don't worry, because he doesn't stay that way).

Anyway, P was more than disturbed by this, especially after the suggestions about an argument. Had he said something? Something innocuous to his mind, but which might have tipped an already imbalanced one?

It preyed on his mind like nothing else could, leaving no space for thoughts of studies or Remmi or normal life. In the end he left his home and his world and travelled to other worlds, in search of some species of answer. And he did find something. Not quite an answer, but a Possibility.

And on that note I shall end this particular entry. I hope it wasn't too morbid for you. If it was, never mind; it gets worse.

- Luca




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