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Something odd is going on. The guy's been busy with his work and for once, the stuff doesn't appear to just be random busy work to keep him occupied. I can't believe he's getting something to do. Always thought the guards in this city seemed semi-intelligent. Not all of them but some at least. No one else seems to notice the theft in the house. Maid keeps walking off with the silverware. It's never much, just a fork here or a spoon there. I guess I should say something to the woman but she's left. From what I picked up, there's some sort of family thing going on but I wasn't paying attention.
I keep wondering what to write. So many things that I could write but I can never bring myself to actually put them down. Every time I attempt to write something, I can't. I should be able to. They're just words. Words shouldn't be hard. They've never been difficult before but now they just won't come.
I keep wondering what to write. So many things that I could write but I can never bring myself to actually put them down. Every time I attempt to write something, I can't. I should be able to. They're just words. Words shouldn't be hard. They've never been difficult before but now they just won't come.