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| book text = He's getting worse. The whispers, the night terrors, the blood. I know he's hiding something. And the others in the Flophouse know it too. I've seen how they look at him - how they look at me.
| book text = He's getting worse. The whispers, the night terrors, the blood. I know he's hiding something. And the others in the Flophouse know it too. I've seen how they look at him - how they look at me.


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| where to find = On a desk in {{Coords|-4|104|Elminster's Library}}, a room in [[Sharess' Caress]]
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Latest revision as of 16:17, 11 September 2024

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A journal entry written by Ffion Goldgrind.

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This book is redolent with the enticing smell of paper and ink.

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He's getting worse. The whispers, the night terrors, the blood. I know he's hiding something. And the others in the Flophouse know it too. I've seen how they look at him - how they look at me.


They're scared of him. And I can't blame them..


I am too.