#mindfangjournal
~ The 16th Night of the 7th Perigee, 1st After the 3rd Dim Season ~ Someone has 8een forging love letters on my 8ehalf. These counterf8s are little compared to the coins stamped with my profile. Tavern songs are attri8uted to conquests I do not remem8er undertaking. Three captains I have met had claimed scares from encounters with me which I am quite certain were inflicted 8y a less lethal foe. Fame has always produced a little industry of liars around itself. These paras8s have required something larger to feed upon. The letters are dreadful. They are an irritant from their quality and quantity...Read more
~ The 25th 8ilunar Perigee of the 3rd Dim Season's Equinox. ~ It has 8een nearly a perigee since I last granted these pages the privilege of my attention. I am certain this will distress wh8ver imagined audience has taken to pressing its little face against the glass of my affairs. Let it. A depriv8tion may 8e instructive, and silence, when set loose among the needy, fattens wonderfully. My a8sence was not idleness. I have 8een called to meetings, feasts, negoti8tions, disciplinary amusements, and one argument with the Orphaner that 8egan as a dispute over cargo and ended, as many of our 8etter quar...Read more