Ugh. I’m a sad necklace. I’ve never even known what this carving is that’s on me. I used to be adventurous. I explored caves and used to run in the wind. But I guess the 500 years that passed challenged my age and now I’m old. Long since have been the days that I’ve lived an adventure. Now I’m stuck around this girl’s neck. She nearly breaks me every day and I have to put up with her constant getting yelled at by this Mr. Morone character.
There are no worries, though. I have planned an escape. I will have to break myself, though. However, if freedom is the prize, then the pain is worth it. Tomorrow, I will make my escape…
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