Diary of the Displaced: Byron Balaz, September 4th, 2010
(Private)
Someone is coming. Or here, I'm not exactly sure. It's been a very long time since this sense awoke in me but I am certain there is another Noble nearby, and a powerful one. Do Nobles exist in this world or should I assume my father has finally found a way to me here?
No, if it were him, I would be able to tell. I don't know what to make of this new presence. All I do know is that I must make the first move.
B.B
Someone is coming. Or here, I'm not exactly sure. It's been a very long time since this sense awoke in me but I am certain there is another Noble nearby, and a powerful one. Do Nobles exist in this world or should I assume my father has finally found a way to me here?
No, if it were him, I would be able to tell. I don't know what to make of this new presence. All I do know is that I must make the first move.
B.B