The Depiction of Adolescence

One of Kashya's many old, blank journals and satchels found its way into the once-bright eyes of Lilin. After spending all day at the family home with grandparents, uncles and aunts, Lilin was left alone with nothing but Kashya's bag and equipment therein.

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Entry One

Mom is dead. Uncle Renma says he'll stay with me where mother and I used to live, but I don't want to be here. I wanna run away and try to find her. She can't be dead. Mother, please. Please. Please
I want to see father, but they tell me they don't know where he is. I want this to be over, it can't be real

i am no master mage
i should have been there

Entry Two

Uncle Renma and I stayed at Miss Estre's house tonight. She said she'd teach me how to do healing magic. Father just wants me to stick with lightning and other magics, but I want to help people. Mom said I should.

I read some stuff from some books and then had a dream about my mom after I fell asleep. I miss you, mother.