Hello, diary. It’s been a while. I know that I don’t usually open this way; this was more Prima’s thing. Well, the thing is, I feel a bit guilty. It’s been a good while since I’ve cracked you open.
There is an explanation. Given the current state of the region—in one word: precarious—I suppose that I could be excused for not writing as often as I might. But the truth is that there have been moments and times when I could have sat down and touched this book again.
But I suppose I didn’t want to. Given what my last entry focused on, it was hard to crack it open. Part of me feels a little responsible for what happened down in that ruin. I know it’s stupid of me to think so; more than stupid, it’s dangerous given my track record of blaming myself for every tragedy that’s happened. But it’s hard not to think that perhaps if we’d just been a little faster in that cave, if we’d not allowed ourselves to