#entry7

I was supposed to deliver live Khezu Whelps from up there in the mountain (why? That I will never know. Some people have funny ideas), and although I was told I could find them at the summit, I didn't have many more clues about their exact location. I needed pickaxes, apparently. And that's what led me to something I had wanted to see for days: the huge monstrous shape motionlessly lying in the snow.

I climbed all the way and once I was close to it, strange sensations struck me again. Some holy aura surrounded the creature... I felt close to it, somehow. This silhouette was definitely something I knew, or had known somewhere in the past although I can't remember it precisely after my loss of memory.

I took a closer look and realized that it wasn't a dead animal, it was more than that – a shed skin. The animal wasn't like any of those I had met since I arrived here, neither. But right there it was too degraded for me to really comprehend what the live Monster looked like.

Maybe it will come back one day...

I honestly don’t have much to say aside from a quick catch up. 

Finished my last day at the chocolate shop I worked at and haven’t really been doing much. I applied for a night clerk position at the grocery store down the street from my mom’s house and today I got hired so long as my background check goes through smoothly. I’m nervous but also totally excited. I wanted to postpone getting a job until I moved back in with my mom, so I didn’t have the stress of starting a new job and moving around everything I own. I’m going to need boxes or more bags if I want to move out in one trip, but we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it. I still have the whole month to do so.

Other than that, not much else to say.

I’ve never been the talkative type, so it baffles me how I made friends with her...

 Do you remember when you messaged me for the first time, vagabond?

SamAlive -

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I’ve been thinking of you all day. These past days I’ve tried so much to control my thoughts from going your way.. but today, I just let myself go. I felt like I needed to just free my thoughts and really think about things.

From when we started our relationship, this is the first time you got me so confused. Your actions were sweet but your words were bitter. I don’t know what to believe.

My mind is torn whether to message you one last time.. You probably blocked me like what you said you’d do but I wanted to say that I want an explanation, that maybe things could still work out. After all, how could things end this way when I could still remember you calling my name in your sleep and saying you love me? When you’re half-asleep at night and still try to call me just to hear my voice?

But I’m too scared of what your response might be. I’m scared that you’d say something that might hurt me even more.

People say, just move on and forget him. Don’t even dare send him a message. At the same time, others say go ahead and try if that puts your heart at ease.