Aaron J

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Beginnings, of Sorts (1)

Feb X Year 1XXX
The full moon is tonight, I think. Or was that yesterday? Or even tomorrow? I’m losing track of time. I guess this is irrelevant. I don’t believe the moon phases have any significance on the meaning of what’s to come. At least, not anymore. 
The village Magigoools left this morning. They were summoned by…
Summoned by…. 
Summoned by…
Summoned by…. M…..
I can’t even write the name. No wonder why I continue being left behind. 
They left for the seance; the one that happens every fortnight. Down in the Elm. Well, that’s what they told me. And I have no reason not to believe them.
I just wish it was another GOOOLMON that summoned my sisters today. I have a feeling; something tugging at my soul; whatever is left of that. I try to shrug off my random thoughts most times but they’ll likely prove to be right at some point. Right? I just hope today isn’t that day.
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Something’s happened and I’m scared. I’m scared because I’ve been completely disconnected from the aura of my sisters. I’ve never felt this way before. I don’t know what to do and I sit here, writing my immediate thoughts to you. 
I’m weeping at the loss of those three. The pain of my heart; feels like it’s about to explode out of my chest. I just can’t handle this!!!
I need to settle. They could still be alive. I have no proof. Just a feeling. Those have always been wrong before. Always wrong before…
I want to run. I want to find them. But what am I thinking? If they couldn’t handle what came before them, how would I stand a chance? Besides, the others here depend upon me and if I run to the aid of my sisters, I risk the safety of those currently near me. 
Everyone is in the hall, practicing. I need to go tell them. Will I be able to keep myself together?