EndlessChase/HD2.11.04
Hidden Diary Entries For 02.11.04
My right hand itches again. It’s done that ever so often for the last six years, since my palm got cut on a hunt. That’s why I had to switch to using my left hand for everything. It tool a long time to heal, and even longer before it began to work like it should. I think I managed to keep it a secret, for the most part. No one really asked why I started holding the knife in my left hand. Even if they noticed, they didn’t say anything. I suppose it could have been because they thought I would never hunt as well again. The adversity just made me work that much harder.
Maybe I try too hard some times.
The hell is happening to me? I keep fighting everything. Friends, strangers, gods, it’s like I always have to be on the top of everything. What would Sun’s Setting think of what his essence has become.
It might be time to change. As much as I hate to admit it, I keep destroying everything. It seems that every time I submit I lose something inside of me though. If I back down I feel like I'm being whipped on the inside. I really don’t know what I have to do.
What would Sun’s Setting have done?
He would have, at the least, shown respect.
Damnit.
