Since no such thing as privacy exists on the electric journals, this is turning out to be the most secure place to write.

I'm nervous about the peace treaty between us and the Victoria. Not because some big fight could break out, no, because I know I'd come out alive. No, it's because this is a pirate ship from Vohemar, and the crew doesn't know I ( Read more... )

Dear Mom and Dad ( Read more... )

A week of flying and walking across the Badlands.  Mostly walking.  Arrived in a port town today.  Locals say it's Trewe.  I think I found a boat I like: 4423. 

Ever since I left the smog of this city, all I been able to think about is what it's like out there.  If there's something other than this dirt.

I decided I'm gonna leave my parents' house and stowaway in an airboat.  Get outta this slum, fly all over the world, meet new people, maybe even make some money.

I'm leaving tonight.