Seventh Journal of Agmis

Journal Entry 574

    I know something terrible has happened.  A great wash of gloom has penetrated deep within me.  It is because of this formidable feeling that I have not written a journal in some time.  I cannot tell if it has been one day or ten days since I linked to Gaelin.  Since then I have only slept in this bed, trying to shake off the despair that has overtaken my mind.  At first I feared the worst.  I now know that the worst is unimaginable.

   Father was taking me to my next lessons within our library when it appeared. From our view of K'veer, a monstrous cloud began to lick it's way from the rock walls and oust itself towards the city. We could hear other people shouting within D'ni as men and women within the cloud fell to the ground. Father looked me into the eyes said I must link to Gaelin. He was going to get mother, and meet me back in the age.

    To this day I wait for him.  Although I realize what this great feeling of dread is.  I have lost my family, friends, and even those I
did not know, but one day might have.

Journal Entry 575

    Today I have decided to get out of this futile depression that has tried to take control of me.  I will live on.  And forever carry out the memory of those I loved.       I stepped outside to breathe in the air and take in the beauty of this age for the first time since my arrival.  Father has never taken me here, I believe it to be one of his works in progress.  Even the cave which I linked to was not up to D'ni standard.
    The main island is extremely small.  Although, I can see another larger island from afar, I do not know if it is inhabited. Last night I believe that I saw lights, and could almost make out the sounds of chanting...  All these days in the darkness of the cabin may be getting to me.
     Since it seems that I am now very autonomous, I have taken the problems at hand into consideration.  The barrel which holds my food rations are lowering drastically.  My options are to hunt around this island for fish, find a way to the other island, or use the linking book back to D'ni.  To me D'ni is not an option.  I am sure many frightful obstacles lie past that link....

Journal Entry 576

     These obstinate fish refuse to be eaten!  I have attempted to catch the fish with no success.  With my horrible fishing skills, and my fresh water running low, I am afraid that I will soon be pushed back into D'ni to confront my fears.

Journal Entry 577

     I'm not sure if they want to help me or cook me.
     There are natives on the other island.  Apparently the noises and lights were not just my imagination.
     Early this morning a small boat arrived at the island, with several young children running around rampant, especially near the gilded sphere, which they are highly curious of.  Of course when I approached them, they ran away.
     Soon enough several boats were circling the island, with many faces staring at me till dusk.  What am I to them?  Surely these people have never seen  a young D'ni.  Old stories come to mind.  Stories about cannibals, to keep children out of Ages they were not permitted to visit...  I hope that they are just stories...

Journal Entry 578

    They want to help me.  The natives know that I was in need of help. My emotional sickness must have been very obvious in my tattered state.
     Even though our languages are different, I accepted the invitation to their island.  There was a small feast at night, I'm not sure if it was in my favor or an annual event.  As dark neared, the elders of the village took me to a store room which is hidden in one of the smaller scattered islands.  Where I found, to my astonishment, dozens of empty books!  They are surely the books used for the Art.  These will enable me to transcend beyond the walls of Gaelin.  Why father decided to keep them here, I cannot fathom.

Journal Entry 579

    I made a trip back to the main island by myself today to retrieve the linking book back to D'ni, for study.  On the way to the bridge controls I found a native in my room!
 She was inspecting a D'ni map when I arrived,   which raises questions about how often she had visited the room for further explorations beforehand, and the question of had she found the linking book within the gilded sphere?
     At first I meant to usher her out of the room.  Except she pulled out a map and begged for an explanation.  Soon after Noira had me trying to explain every new trinket to her despite our language barrier.
     "D'ni."  I tried to example.
     "Duhneeee."  Noira attempted to pronounce.
     "D'ni..."
     "Dunny..."
     Even though the exchange of words didn't get past our names and D'ni, we did get somewhere in communicating.
     Perhaps Noira's absorbing mind can be the key to unlocking my communication with the rest of the Gaelin.

Journal Entry 1253

     I cannot find any of my newer journals, so I'll have to settle for this using this old one.  A man by the name of K'aastor has linked here to Gaelin!  He claims to have opened up my father's old library back in D'ni and used the linking book from there. There is so much to exchange with the man, and he seems to be extremely interested in the Ages we have created.  Noira is just as excited as I am to meet a D'ni.  It has been so long!  And K'aastor says that the city cavern is safe...  such memories from the years back...  Noira is trying to convince me to face the ghosts that I have run from for so long.
     I'll make up my mind now.  Tomorrow we link back to the place that I came from.  Back to D'ni.

 
Gaelin

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