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Ana's book Description Will be added later     Contents: From glancing at the pages at first sight, the contents have very little meaning, and are seemingly nothing more than the thoughts and documentation of a person without a name. Somewhere around the middle, there are notes that seem to deal with the information at hand, along with questions and things of certain interest. Some of the posts are more interesting than others, and Ana would make a note of those.     First passage:     I do not know what purpose it will have to document what is happening, or what has happened before, but for the sake of my son, I feel these incident

A gift, a token, a roaring whisper never spoken. A moan, a sigh, a promise I intend to live by...    My desire, my passion, my hate... A minute, an hour... I still crave you to devour. A grunt, a roar. My rage will make you beg for more.    My slave, my lover, my mate... A whisper, a scream, emotions I only express in my dream. A fist, a touch; gestures never separated by much.    My demon, my drug, my lust A craving, a need to break you and make you bleed. A blessing, a curse... Away from you, the feelings gets worse.    My addiction, my craving, my 'must' I wish

Conversations  you wish you could have with companions. Human main, rogue/warrior:     Alistair sat down next to me as I stared aimlessly into the burning fire before me, the heat of each flame licking my cheeks as the cold night lurked behind my back. "The way you stare into that fire," Alistair spoke in his usual cheerful tone of voice, "one would think you were romantically involved with it." He emphasized the words 'romantically' and dragged out 'involved', to make extra sure that no one thought he was serious.     I hadn't been traveling with him at that point of my life, and little did I know that his obsessive need for a really ba