Dear Journal,
ALright. So right now it is around five in the morning. The sun is just rising and it is beautiful. Aurora and I are still stuck with that kid we escaped with, Kipp Dagan. Right now he's off making a weapon or something. I don't know why he needs it--he's already got a freaking sword!
But anyway, I won't let myself get stressed out over my rather unfavourable new travel companion.
There is snow everywhere. Everything is white. And incredibly cold. We are now taking shelter inside some random cave we just happened to find. All I know is that there is not much to do and I am really bored. I think we all are. We stopped hearing the voices of the police (who are searching for us) about two days ago. I'll write more later.
-Naomi
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Thoughts of an Orphan
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