Friday, May 3, 2013

In Michigan

Finally here. Not much EAT here, though there is one restaurant that infects their water with Ink. My flashlight's gone; I'll have to buy a new one. Stealing one isn't an option, especially since this whole town seems to be infested with police. Too much time goes into law and order around here; I can't tell you how many kids I came across that don't know who Abe Lincoln is. Anyway, I think the Birds are trying to kill the Rake; I saw them attacking a creature that was following me, but I don't know if it was a maenad or Rake himself.

~Lord

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