This will be my last entry, even as I write, I am cold, I can feel the strength draining from me even as I don the armor. I won't be able to wear it long, its weight alone causes me to bleed more. Though I will need it just long enough to get to the safety of the Abbey, one last time.
Snacks, Rhod, Rassali, they have murdered my father. This time though, he didn't come back, and nothing we did worked. He was beyond saving and out of our reach. I spent hours on the bed with him, begging, pleading, desperate for any proof they were wrong, listening for his heart to once again start, but in the end, it was for nothing. I made the final letters I needed to, one to the Dame Lucil, one to Dame Pariah, one to the Moonglow family and this final entry.
I also ensured that Masqualyn inherited my home. The Sullivan has promised me so long as Mas follows the laws, he will be protected as a citizen and incharge of my old house. I hope he enjoys it. I have him all my Shadow Iron gear.
the writing on this part of the page becomes shaky as if struggling to stay focused, blood smearing on the page.I must get to the Abbey before my strength finally fully fades, I want to be close to Selune, to feel safe again even if only for a brief time, but I know I am running out of time. Do I hate the Swords for what they have done to me?...At one time, that would have been a very simple yes, yet now, I must say no. Snacks and Rhod seemed very angry individuals, suffering their own issues that made them blind to the pain they were causing. I pray Selune will grant them mercy.
It seems I am docking at the old wharf, and with my strength failing, I don't have time to write as much as I would wish. So whomever finds this journal, please, remember that mercy and kindness, goes further then shunning someone, an open door can lead to amazing things. Finally...to Keelie...I am very sorry that Rhod is gone. I wish I could be there to hold and comfort you as this news reaches you, but sadly I cannot. Please be at peace, and know I still love you. Even now.
Signed one last time: Trent Dusdrassius...formerly Trent Michale Lormain.
The book is left on the ship for someone to find, though Trents body is not available to anyone without DM Blackhearts prior approval.// Took me a long time to find a song that suits the closure of Trents and Pheroth in the way it did, but I think this song really touches home for the two of them -
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gq-4vIIJO30