I think I've started to get used to Memento Eden, or something along those lines. Most of the people I've met are quite friendly, although some of them seemed a little... strange.

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A lot of the stuff I had with me when I arrived is strange. First, there's some sort of mechanical thing on my arm ( Read more... )

This is... odd, to say the least. I can't remember a place that looks like this, no matter how hard I try. Whenever I try to think about who I might be or why I'm here, it feels like the memories are there, but... hiding, perhaps. All I can recall is my name ( Read more... )

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It's been a long, long time since I've seen rain. One of the offsets of living in a desert for awhile. I don't mind the rain, really, but this might be pushing it.

I haven't met too many people, admittedly, so perhaps this will give me a chance to talk to some people I haven't yet.

Ugh, I don't think I can go back to Valley.

I should try a shot at dowsing for a way back. It couldn't hurt.

By the way, this may sound strange... but has anybody seen any pink fairies flying around? Or metallic-looking angels? Or a red spirit, may be attempting to set things on fire?

Oh... never mind.  There's a general lack of spirits on this ( Read more... )