As hard as it is to believe... I contemplate whether or not I should stay in The World that Never Was. The sheer emptiness in this town is consuming me and I see little need to be here. I stay only for the constant night.

But that's not enough anymore.

...

A day. That's the time I'll give myself to think it over.

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I don't see why I bother having this thing.

Boredom, perhaps? Yes, that must be it.

I hear something is going on in Alexandria. No doubt some gathering of fools. I do not see the point in such things. They hold little appeal to me. Too much... joy. An evening alone is far more enjoyable.