Exiled....
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Exiled....
...Having wandered some weeks since the loss of my home I find myself in a strange city... Livestock seem well tended, the buildings are in good repair. But This city has no people! I have wandered it's streets for some hours now and seen not a hide of a resident.... Is this place cursed? If it is cursed, then I see why I made my way here, It must be my city, for I am cursed with it's self same loneliness. (Or madness? perhapse madness, yes, for even in a dream such as this who would begin a diary on a wall written in pigs blood as I even now am doing?) Ach! Would that I had learned not the philosophy of mine own people but the practical, solid ways of the commoms, I would make a madmans life alone here with their sort of knowlege.... Then again, had I learned practicality, I could even now be at home where I belong...