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Subject: Majidah's Musings

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Majidah

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Date Posted: 06:25:27 12/09/02 Mon

8th day of Dekab'askan
Entry 22

Here I am, back on this cursed Isle of the Gems. Why? This damned journal. Ahkil help me, I should not have bothered, but there have been too many times in these past many months that I have reached for it and it was not there. I knew I couldn't go any farther without it.. there are too many things that need to be written down so that my mind can again be at ease. I went home and they welcomed me more than I would have expected. Anazeh looks much the same, while Ahkil's young kin have grown into strong warriors. So much time has passed. I can remember hiding in the trees with the snakes to get away from teaching them. They were so small then. But now I can see the fierceness in their eyes that Ahkil claimed to have seen in mine. Soon they will be leaders of the tribe, not just hunters. After I rested, I told them stories or my journies and of Cricket. They didn't realize until after I described her to them that she wasn't a woman of the tribes. It seemed strange to them that the white-skinned could be so strong. Someday I will bring here there to meet them as I said I would. Now, at least, I know it will be safe for her. Gods I miss her. Everyone. Even Ciro, though that's a sentiment that comes and goes. I still find myself blaming him for getting me into this damned mess, but it's no one's fault but my own. I wanted a job. I wanted to prove myself. Much good it did me. I've lost everyone, and I'm not sure how to get them back. But I will. Now that I'm stong enough, I am going straight to RhyDin. And from there.. yet another hunt for Cricket. I've grown far too used to these.

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