009. If all of the strength and all of the courage come and lift me from this place
[a large inkblot on the page. Inara meant to practice calligraphy to calm herself, but dipped the brush and merely let it hover on the page, unable to bring a single character to mind. Eventually she notices the mess that she's making and puts the brush down. It's a long time before writing appears]
It isn't fair. It isn't
Not Wash. [this is scribbled out beyond all legibility]