Seven hundred and thirty.

I never thought the count would get this high, nor see what has happened happen.

Before you start getting worried, if that's your style, I'll say this-this is something positive, so please don't be upset.

Of course, there have been interruptions, and most of the numbers blur into one, but occasionally it serves well to pull one out of the count for consideration. But mainly, they keep their records, I keep mine, and we're content to let that be.

Just the reflections of a mind this morning.

[ooc: Starting from this comment, all further ones in that thread have been struck out.]

(Everything is in red ink. At the top is
a drawing of a woman's face. Handmaiden, Tandava, and Kermit will recognize her as Angelina. There is a small rose next to her. Underneath is a cross next to the following.)

There is one place that consistently shifts here. Is it where you meant?

If you read this, please draw back.

(ooc: Related to the recent npc-kun journal entry and Juliet's new memory. This entry is several detailed drawings Juliet made. Each drawing has words carefully concealed in it. You might be able to see them if you know him well. Frontdated after ATDML.)

*picture of cat*

joke...not something to laugh at. red.

*picture of fan*

seek my truth...only then can answers be found. blue.

*picture of rose*

think...but be careful. eye is ever watchful. to learn is to know, but to see is the most important. blue red blue.

*picture of butterfly*

not careful-possible death. linked to red.

*picture of hand mirror*

second sight. linked to blue.

*picture of feather*

images...past illusion and first glances. don't over complicate it. go down to be enlightened. blue purple/dark blue.

*picture of chainsaw*

again, again. me not me again. goodbye angelina, i don't deserve forgiveness.