aviarius | codex 0 0 4

Life here is... monotonous. I wander without a purpose, watching as the days bleed into one another until the concept of time, of how long I have been a prisoner here becomes nothing more than a dull memory clinging to the back of my mind. Escape is still a concern, but an impossible venture, whatever power has brought us here is more than we can handle. As much as I may hate it, I know that battle is lost, that I have no choice but the wait until this place becomes bored of me and returns me to the place from which I came.

[ there is a long pause in his writing. ]

I found myself teaching a young girl, she is not human, I have not asked what she is, it is not important. She is bright and eager to learn, I have become increasingly impressed with her progress. It is strange, but an example of what little positives this crushed place holds. A surprise really. I did not to expect to find such people here, I wonder what my brothers would think if they knew, that their Grand Master has allied himself with beings that are not human.

I wonder what Malik would think.

At times I catch myself wishing he was here, such a selfish thought, doing so would only condemn him.