Oct 21, 2009 23:37
[this is written very slowly and carefully. There may be a couple of wet spots, but they're meticulously blotted up and dried before the writing picks up again.]
Helios is gone.
I know he's gone because he went over into his room to get something and I followed him to ask him something and he wasn't there anymore.
[there's a few drips of ink, and then they stop. The writing isn't smeared, but blotted as though the journal was shut very quickly.]
not a happy entry (again),
couldn't say goodbye,
augh