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[The journal is open, though the only sound that can be heard at this moment is the light padding of footsteps. This goes on for a rather long while in fact, with only a few interruptions from voices in the background; but never once does the sound of someone walking cease, so it’s very likely that those voices are simply being passed by.
It’s a good half hour before the person finally stops walking, and when a voice speaks up, it actually sounds rather young. One of the children that have yet to be kidnapped.]
...I was wondering when you would decide to show yourself to me. You have certainly made me wait long enough, however; it has been quite some time since I began walking. Has no one told you that it is rude to make others wait on you?
[The voice is silent for a moment, before letting out a childish laugh that simply doesn’t sound right.]
You are so blind that you cannot even see what it is that stands before you, can you? Any other day I might feel some degree of pity for a being like you.
But this Castle is my jurisdiction, and you are trying to play god in territory that has already been claimed.
Now, [The voice sounds even more off this time, voice growing louder with each word, angrier with each phrase,] before I lose my temper, I suggest that you get out of my--
[And all at once, the voice cuts off. It takes a second for the journal to fall to the ground and flip shut on its own.]
It’s a good half hour before the person finally stops walking, and when a voice speaks up, it actually sounds rather young. One of the children that have yet to be kidnapped.]
...I was wondering when you would decide to show yourself to me. You have certainly made me wait long enough, however; it has been quite some time since I began walking. Has no one told you that it is rude to make others wait on you?
[The voice is silent for a moment, before letting out a childish laugh that simply doesn’t sound right.]
You are so blind that you cannot even see what it is that stands before you, can you? Any other day I might feel some degree of pity for a being like you.
But this Castle is my jurisdiction, and you are trying to play god in territory that has already been claimed.
Now, [The voice sounds even more off this time, voice growing louder with each word, angrier with each phrase,] before I lose my temper, I suggest that you get out of my--
[And all at once, the voice cuts off. It takes a second for the journal to fall to the ground and flip shut on its own.]