”Dear Diary…
There’s a certain level of suffering when it comes to seeking knowledge. I haven’t worded it before, never gave it a thought, discarded it and disregarded it as the mere sacrifice a scholar as I must make to bear the fruits of information. Yet, despite the favors and gifts of Silver Wolf, and the scholar rank that I possess in their pack, I have presently found myself giving in to my morbid curiosity slightly more accursed than the grey rashes on my veiled face. I can feel vapor from my skin coat my robes, and my body temperature is irregular. My breathing is growing heavy, and I continue to doubt myself…
Is Kita… trying to tell me something?”
WC: 120
There’s a certain level of suffering when it comes to seeking knowledge. I haven’t worded it before, never gave it a thought, discarded it and disregarded it as the mere sacrifice a scholar as I must make to bear the fruits of information. Yet, despite the favors and gifts of Silver Wolf, and the scholar rank that I possess in their pack, I have presently found myself giving in to my morbid curiosity slightly more accursed than the grey rashes on my veiled face. I can feel vapor from my skin coat my robes, and my body temperature is irregular. My breathing is growing heavy, and I continue to doubt myself…
Is Kita… trying to tell me something?”
WC: 120
