Smriti's Journal Entry 8

I would not have believed it possible but, for some reason, me friends have turned against me. I have been given the gift of this mask and they are determined to get it from me.

Last night I had a realization that the mask we are carrying was of little use to us in my pack. I was on watch and all at once was compelled to don it. I can not believe the difference in my sight. I could see, even though it was the dead of night. As soon as I put it on; Dorak gave me a look…I knew he wanted it, I also knew he was not going to get it. I also noticed that Kumori was still up, he looked my way. It was as if as soon as I put the mask on, it became that much more desirable to my “friends.” I took the mask off and went to sleep. Later that night we are attacked by large bugs…I know it is because I took the mask off…. Lesson learned, this gift will again not leave my face. The next day a flock of razor feathered birds. Such a blinding flock that had quite an affect on us. Even my improved vision was of little use. We are recovering from our attack as I pen these words, and I see a look in my companions’ eyes… I better put my journal away and put my guard back up.

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