Shinku

My shoe has been scuffed. I should be carried at all times, not forced to walk for my own. For goodness sake, I am not some kind of animal!

[siiiiigh]

I went back to visit my arrival location. It looks so different nowadays... The fish smell remains the same, but there is something much less ominous about it.

I still am not at all fond of those dogs that inhabit the place. Ghastly wastes of space.

How... strange.

Discedo... the seams of this city... they are slacking.

[//LOCKED FROM ENDRANCE//]

Someone as dedicated as him... It's hard to tell whether he is toying with my fears or not...

I am having a hard time trying not to worry for my life.

Someone has broken the peace.

...

How am I supposed to drink my tea with all that noise?

There has been a considerable change of location on my part, I’ve noticed. And I seem to have taken a rather nasty fall when I took my leave from Japan.

I am in need of a quick patch up. Preferably one done by a professional, but, if that deems impossible, someone who at least knows and appreciates the fine art of sewing. And again, if this is impossible, I’d settle for someone who at least knows what they are doing. The hem of my dress is hardly going to fix itself.