This monster is scaring the devil out of all of us. I can feel all the dun, and fear, filling the air. The terrain is rough unpleasant. I hate these surroundings, but I have to deliver the message. I hope I don't fall. It's a little steep here.
If only I could be home, frolicking around the moors, rolling down the hills, playing rugger with my buddies. I miss how easy and safe life was. And now I am stuck here... but I have a job to do. I got to keep my head up.
Nobody here really knows what to do, Ralph, nor Jack speaks sagely. Jack is a windy fool, so violent. I need to get off this Island. There has to be a way to do that. There just has to. But for now I have to deliver the message.
Sunday, October 5, 2008
LOTF #7 Simon
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