Liberty's Journal

[.Zan.38.]

Day 31

My tears may have splattered the page, Momma has been missing for so long, I'm all alone... let me give you a day by day breakdown, it's been my routine this whole lonely time. I wonder why mom adopted me if she would end up leaving me like this...

Well this is how my days have been going, I just ... had no strength to write... anyway... I would awaken, excited and alert, Arzulee in my arms. Arzulee would awaken and mewl at me to feed her, I'd do so, getting something for myself as well. After that I'd sit at the kitchen table staring outside, out the window, at the ever changing scene, Arzulee sleeping at my feet. I'd then get up and walk about, perhaps going to the park or elsewhere and then I'd make another small meal for us. I feel so lonely, so... hurt... I doubt anything is worth this... I just want mom back... and then I'd sleep thinking thoughts along those lines, only to awaken again and begin again. Nothing differing until today... I got another letter...

Dear Liberty and Arzulee,

My gosh it's awful, I've been so tied up hunny I'm soooo sorry... I hope Arzulee is well, I'm sure you've grown bigger. I'll be home soon as I can.... I can't wait to see you.

Love,
Zaner  

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Day 38

It's over. Today I will go to look for my mother, today I will be alone with my Arzulee, we will journey together, we will find momma together... she must be somewhere... the torture is horrendous... I saw her only last week... she ran from me... or rather Riddle took me from her... and as more tears spatter my pages I will take a feather from my unmatured wings and I will set it in the journal so that it may write my entries for me from this day forth. My journal will be in story format from now on, not entries. I am gone now, me and Arzulee are gone... mother is the only one we want to see... only her...

The feather is enclosed into the book, along with tears and one muddy pawprint. Liberty never looked at it ever again.  

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Day 40

A scrawl is written across the paper, it is a new cursive type of handwriting except no one is writing it. A mere feather is flying across the page, and yes it is the feather writing these very words as well. This feather is speckled with red and white star parts and is an actual feather of lady Liberty. Anyway as this feather was instructed to do it is writing the continued story of Liberty, here is the story line of things since miladys last entry:

"Take care of my journal..." Liberty closed the journal and kissed its cover with a childish innocence but in her eyes was the hard mature thoughts of a teen although her body did not look it yet, her mother's absence had hardended her. Arzulee was in her arms, the soft pale spring down that was her fur ruffled by Liberty's stroking hand. Liberty put the journal delicately into a bag from Zaner's room and put Arzulee down as she hoisted the bad onto her shoulder. With a sigh she left the house, stopping to Flame's house nearby. It was late on the 38th night... Flame invited her in, being good friends with Zaner and having already previously offered her home as refuge until Zaner's return. Liberty said she'd stay a day or two wanting to move out onto a journey. And that is what she did... she met up with Riddle the next day and Riddle tried to apologize. A few days previous he had taken her to see Zaner and had dragged her off. Liberty had cried and she looked upon Riddle with a hard grim look. This very day she stood and said goodbye to Flame, "I need to find her..." She gathered Arzulee and her bag and began walking, she treked into a city where she was amazed at all the new sites the likes of her had never seen before... and this is where she is even now.  

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Day 45

A most horrific tragedy has befallen my owner. Although no one notices it, I see it... I see the fragile amazingly bouyant life a child dwindling slowly. The will to live leaving, the misunderstanding of her feelings, her tears... although slightly older still a child at heart... not yet mature enough to understand... but mature enough to want to... to know why she hurts. She speaks in broken sentences, every other word a tear. Even Arzulee finds only dispair. Arzulee has left Liberty... she will be spending time at the place where Zaner picked her up. Arzulee found it painful to be near Liberty.

So after the small patriotic child treked the city she met up with Riddle... upon meeting with him she turned and ran the other way... ending up at the Lab. He found her and asked why she was not with Flame, the stubborn child said nothing. She bit her lower lip and said she just wanted to see her mother. Riddle wouldn't hear of it, he encased her and she screamed and cried and said she'd rather be dead. Although she had no idea what that meant. Flame came in shortly afterward and ordered Riddle to release the child. With tears Flame pulled Liberty into her arms and cradled her asking her to be patient and that it'd all be okay. Liberty sniffled but in the end saw no other choice and agreed. Arzulee had been neglected and saw that moment as the moment to go home... she said she'd wait for Zaner to retrieve her again.

Then Enya, Flame's little girl, insisted they play hide-and-seek. So that is what they did... they are in fact playing it right now... I just decided to postpone my writing for this beautifully long entry. And it seems Liberty found something behind a desk in the Lab... a stone colored feather? With papery line markings? What is this about?