With my previous journal discarded in haste upon the startling revelation of its fell powers, I now continue my thoughts and observations in this book. Rest assured, you have not been lost to the wastes, never to fulfill your purpose. I am here to fill you with inanity that knows no limits, save those of your page count.
Shall we?
That I very nearly met the same legal fate as the ill-fated Velen Volandis is nothing short of mortifying. I find myself now with the idle time necessary to properly dwell and obsess on this meaty package of self-doubt. It was a matter of minutes or hours that kept me from sharing in the lions' feast. In truth, the degree to which these folks have come to fear the Djinn is staggering and I'm not sure I understand it fully.
Ultimately, it is up to me to conform to the norms and understand their reasoning. I'm not a revolutionary, although now that I think of it, where are the revolutionaries?