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Day I
I will keep this journal as a record of my observations during my journey. I am sure when I find Floette she will wish to peruse my musings, if only to know what has transpired since she has been gone. Though it pains me, it is also my duty to record change the land has undergone due to the incident. Perhaps Floette need not read those parts.
Day IV
How terribly great power can mutilate familiar territory into a torturous, alien waste. Were the land itself a creature I would fear it already dead.
I do not wish to write anymore on this subject. Floette will be reading this.
Day VIII
I have still not discovered Floette. This is of great concern. I do not think my friend is in danger – she cannot be, in this condition we share. Perhaps, she is simply trapped somewhere and cannot escape? A thought most cruel – I almost wish it hadn’t crossed my mind.
Day IX
How terribly my friend must miss me, and I her. I am loathe to imagine she is in trouble or hurt, but try as I might to keep these thoughts at bay, like starving hounds they devour me.
Where is my friend? Why is she not here? What is keeping her away?
Day XI
A single flower blooms in the wasteland. Floette would have liked it.
WILL like it.
Day XII
Far too much time has passed. Where is my dearest friend? I must redouble my efforts.
Day XVIII
I am searching. There is no time to write.
Day XXXIV
I am searching
Day XCVIII
I am searching
Day DCCCXC
I am searching
