Today was a difficult day. It has been 3 weeks since my last meal and I am having to run for my life. The only thing worse than starvation is the fear of being captured by my father and his guards. The days are very long indeed and there is no rest during the night. Every town I pass draws me further, and nearer, to danger in this god forsaken world. I fear in my heart that my days are numbered as the price on my capture grows higher and higher with every passing moment. I must find a place to rest without fear...or I will die.
Signed by Xavior on the twenty-seventh day of June
tougher_bambi Community Member 
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