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Ezekiel hath been gone for five days and nights. I curse myself for acting with the whims and fancies of a small petulant child and yet I confess to struggling as if I was one, instead of behaving like the man I am meant to be. I dislike being alone, a strange and unexpected occurrence indeed as I travelled quite well alone when I was human and yet now I dearly wish that he would return soon. I do not need to feed, as Ezekiel made sure that I fed before he departed, but my loneliness encourages me to return to the town above, if only to be within close proximity to the people there. I yearn for conversation and laughter and song yet all I hath is the sound of the waves and wind. I would seek out some company, whatever that might be, but I daren't go alone. It is too dangerous, especially for a fledgling such as myself. Before he did depart, Ezekiel encouraged me to continue my entries into this journal. He believes that it will keep me from the traps and pitfalls of mine o

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