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Written By Miska

Oct. 11, 2020, 3:39 p.m.(3/8/1014 AR)

These past weeks have taken a turn I could not have dreamed of. I have not found my family, though I know they exist. What I have found are those willing to help me grow into someone better accepted by the society of Arx and stand out less. Stand out less in the areas where I wish to. I will not give up some of what I have from before, like the style of my clothing. That has been mine for three decades.

I have taken on an apprenticeship at Whisper House. I don't know if it's fully the right path for me, but they have all been welcoming and for now it is my choice.

My choice.

Such a weird thing to right. Or even think.

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