May 27, 2010 22:12
[The handwriting that follows is fairly neat and precise. Its tone comes across as a bit formal, and at first, the letters appear slowly but gradually begin to show up at a faster rate.]
The person who greeted me when I came from the cocoon was very helpful. I understand that this world is called Edensphere, and the only memory I have of who I am is the dream I saw while asleep.
But it is a strange thing to think of being born, and even stranger to wake up and find oneself in a completely unfamiliar place, unclothed and unsure.
Others are reading this, or so I've been told. If that is the case, then you may call me Spear. It just seemed to fit.
wanting to belong,
a beginning,
spear