DAY 1 Today, we began a journey to the temple of the sisters. We are expected to arrive sometime next week. I was told that our enemies would kill us without a second thought.... We can feel no remorse...
DAY 3 I haven't been sleeping well. I'm not sure what it is, but the closer we get to the temple of the sisters, the uneasier about all this i feel....
DAY 8 We have the temple within our sights. We have sent a small group of soldiers to give us a report on where we should attack. We sent them just a few hours ago, but it feels as if they won't be coming back.....
DAY 12 I am going into battle today. I have seen wars before, yet this is simply horrific. The siege has only been going on for two days and we have already lost more than a hundred men.
DAY 17 I have lost friends in this war. I may never see my family again. It sickens me the things i have done on this day. I unveiled the face of a fallen soldier, only to reveal that of my childhood friend.
DAY 21 I wasn't in combat today. I was wounded yesterday, by an arrow from the top of the tower. I recieved word that the earthquake from earlier happenned to be the temple itself, raising up. The others fear this bttle will soon be ended, and we will not be victors.
DAY 22 Shortly after closing this journal, we began to flee. The enemy has grown tired and merciless with our siege. I wrote, at first, to record my travel for myself. Now, I write to warn my friends at home. If the army begins asking for recruits for this war, [b]DO NOT JOIN![b] I can only pray that these savages do not reach my family. I am sorry, everyone, but I must break the promise of returning... goodbye.