(An old-looking diary.)

(This must be what Lini was talking about.)

(She must have been written it day by day, as there are no dates noted.)

(It's written in Ancient Atreian.)

Day oo month oo

They tried to make us accept them as our protectors and lords, but my tribe was serving the White Sinsye. We believed that it would protect us, so we didn't obey them.

I don't want to follow them. They seem cruel.... Anyone who would subjugate another is not one I will follow, no matter what.

They brought soldiers wearing black, who started to take away members of my tribe by force.

We are starting to look for places to hide.

Day oo month oo

There's nowhere else for us to go.

They're calling themselves the ‘Executors of Silence'.

I learned of one named Loft. He was a... he has a high-ranking position.

I know he wants a servant. I've heard them talking about it when we hide from them.

To help my tribe survive, I will... I will do anything for them.

Day oo month oo

Loft took me in, and swore to leave my tribe alone.

The way he treats me... It is a pain beyond the physical. He hurts my soul.

Even... if I die... if I could just take him with me, it would be worth it.

I thought I could bear anything for my tribe, but my resolve wavers...

Day oo month oo

Just one week ago, Loft promised to leave my tribe alone.

But today... he acted strange. I am disgusted that I now know him well enough to tell his moods, or when he is lying....

I'm worried about my tribe and my family. My father....

As chieftain, he wouldn't understand why his daughter would lower herself to servitude. I hope he never does.

Day oo month oo

Loft was away. I ran. I knew something was wrong.

I'm here, at my home. It's empty. Barren. My tribe should be here, and they're not. Loft said he would leave them alone.

My hands are shaking. I can't even write.

(The next pages are ripped out.)