The life I've had could make a good man bad (Journal, February 9)

Long day long day. Or was it two? three? Doesn't matter.

Brought bodies back to the emergency clinic. I mean wounded. Live bodies. Least when I was carrying em. Knew I was getting weird, went to Undercity. Funny place to go.

Got distracted well enough. Argued. Talked on a bridge. Talked on another bridge. Can't dissuade anyone from their fun. Shouldn't try.

First fellow wore a sick mask, only it was backwards, he was keeping the fumes in. Living made him ....plague. He said. Liked animals. What did you do before, I said. Shoulda been obvious. Knew he'd ask back. Didn't know what to say. Bone picker Bone picker Bone picker Bone picker Bone picker Bone picker Bone picker's been following me ever since.

Second fellow, I dunno. Meant well. Drew my face. On a little cartoon of a princeling. I think he was being funny. Still resisting temptation - haven't looked in a mirror to see if he got it right. So thin. He struck me as honest at the time. Sad. Refreshingly not obessed with pairing up for the holiday. Maybe swhy he came to Undercity. Maybe he was just shutting up for my sake.

Met a stranger no memories since death. She seemed to take it well enough. Sitting on Menethil's tomb. Sense of humor. Introduced her to Adalvaldr and Lu. I bet the rumors true about him. No use moralizing, he's crazy as the next deadder. I think we're not human after all.

Lu said... I don't remember. Was being too honest, anyway, probably would have told her the whole thing if she asked. Talked at cross-purposes about the Dark Lady. Value of complaining. Banshees. There was a sick Tauren with a hat. She flubbed an introduction, but I flubbed one earlier. I've got less of an excuse. They seemed to get on. He just...healed her. As a thanks. She hardly wobbles and I got all ranty. Knew I was being weird. Again. Wasn't ranting at him just ranting. Had to leave. Went back in, but there was an elf. In those chain pants, that shoulder, that style of axe. Red red red Tisho would say. Laughed when I asked if he gave men clean deaths. Guess that wasn't a deadder sort of question to ask. Had to leave again.

Went to the Bay. Peregrinne gave me something like tea out of black sand. Hospitable. Asking after Miles would have been some kind of a snub or sounded suspicious or I don't know what so I didn't. Started to rain but who knows what that means anymore.  Aleyna was there, both of 'em half dressed. Tried not to stare. Don't even know what to think anymore. It's not my business.  She slept, he talked, I sat on my hands and tried to not do anything weird or honest. Mostly successful. Said I was too nice to be Forsaken. It was nice, till it wasn't. I don't know if it's worse I was staring like I was still a woman or like I was still a bone picker.

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