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Jul. 1st, 2013 10:42 am
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Either I can't see tears anymore, or tears just don't exist here. With the reading I've done, it looks like it's likely... the former. It's probably my loss.

I used to be able to open tears, windows into other worlds. Enter them and take things from them, as well. I suppose it makes sense that this place wouldn't allow me to do that. Finding an exit would be all too easy.

[A sigh.]

I was hoping my second entry would be a happier one, for those of you that want to leave.
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Jun. 1st, 2013 06:45 pm
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[She's in a place called Paradisa, and while it's beautiful, she's been warned about it by more than one person. Had she gone from one cage to another? It's an alarming thought. Things still don't make sense to her--she hasn't seen a tear, yet, but she supposes she's not looking in the right places. She's spent her time flipping through the pages while walking the grounds and city.

The journal was used for communication, she was told. Talking into a book is a strange feeling, but there's no harm in it, she supposes.]

Hello? Oh. [Okay, we've got it writing down her words. She assumes that's good!]

Booker? Are you here? It's me, Elizabeth. Please say something if you--hear this.

[A pause. Other people can hear this, too! That's exciting.]

And hello to everyone else. I've never seen anything like this before. And by this, I mean just about everything here. It's a lot to take in, but I think I've got a good grasp of the basics.
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