▪︎ Petal of Salvation " 6th Lunaria " 7:00am (Valtara Year 1056, Elyria, Phony Heist Day 15)
Today feels like it's going to be a bad day.
I don't know exactly why I woke up with that heavy thought lingering at the back of my mind. It's not the kind of mindset one should be adopting after all, especially not immediately after waking up.
I didn't get much sleep yesterday either. The voices echoing in my head were almost unbearable. Had I not had Darla lying beside me, whom I hugged tightly, using her gentle warmth to alleviate the heavy mental strain I was going through, I would have had a much worse time. What's his problem anyway? Well, I guess I might finally be a full time insomniac soon. Please don't let it be the case. Waking up sore felt like someone had stacked wet logs across my shoulders in the dead of the night. I didn't hear them come, didn't feel the weight settle in. But now every single muscle was bearing heavy timber I never agreed to carry.
