May 20, 2011 16:25
[It's been some time since Frederic used the journal, let alone had something to talk about in it. With everything's that happened, the composer took solitude for most of the time in the little forest area behind community building seven to sit with the flowers from his world. Yet after talking with his friend, he's begun to realize that sitting in solitude will do nothing and needs to move on from holding onto the past.]
Good afternoon Luceti, I know it has been some time since I have last spoken publicly. Yet in my absence, there's much I have thought upon and have decided that certain things I must let go of since they could do more for others than myself alone. [He takes a pause for a moment then speaks again.] I do not know how many of you remember a young girl by the name of Polka, but I have been taking care of the flower garden she had here before her departure. I'm giving them to the flower shop and anyone who knew her or knows me since I feel rather selfish for keeping them to myself for such a long time. I also discovered the item shop had a bag of floral powder which is an item of healing properties from my world that I would like to give to the doctors of the village for them to use to help those in need.
[There's another pause before once again speaking.] I hope these small tasks I can do for the village is enough, this place has become my second home and all I wish is to see it at peace and for its people to have happiness.
♯deep thoughts,
♯voice