Dnd Character Journal Novels & Stories

After a while, I dropped the toy and finally picked up the journal, I set the box down in the closet and opened the journal. The entries started on the sixth of July, 1995, and the first one went thus; The worst thing happened to me today, on my tenth birthday. I’m so broken. I miss X. It’s a secret we both share, friends. I didn’t want to believe it was Damon who had made this entry in this journal, because what in the name of vulnerability was going on? The Damon I knew couldn’t be this vulnerable. And his birthday was on the sixth of July? That was only a few days away…

Even if there isn't. I went directly to Draco's room and luckily I didn't have to struggle with the lock because it was open, even if it wasn't open…I would have bashed it anyway. I began rummaging through his belongings and just as I was about to give up, I stumbled upon a book that looked like a journal. I wanted to abandon it but it looked like something that was really valuable and ancient so I opened it and behold ….it was filled with potions and spells and theories of the wolf world.

I cover my mouth with my hand to stifle another yawn. Despite being incredibly tired, I decide to jot down the recent events in my personal journal, my confidant that I made myself. The design is beautiful, the cover is a velvety hardcover with an image of a butterfly, in gradient colors of pink, blue, and yellow. The journal is completely covered, giving it the appearance of a small bag with a zipper. I end up falling asleep, and as I shift to my side, the journal slips from my lap.