Unpacking was a bitch.. There was no other way to put it, as it was what it was. In any event, it had to be done and there Brian was, unpacking away. Jenai had gone out shopping with Yotsuba and Jean, giving Brian a chance to unpack a few boxes before he and Jenai headed back to the Sanctuary to assist with the Temple. Most of the latest box was empty as he sifted a moment, and came across something he hadn't seen in well over a year. It was a small weathered book, bound by a leather strap. Inscribed in the leather strap was his name, his eyes opened wide a moment, as he recalled what this was. It was his old journal.
Unclasping the strap, Brian opened the book, and sat there reading page after page for a good while. His mind raced back and forth, as he recalled things past and some even forgotten until he read about it once more. A few frowns and smiles passed, as he flipped a bit further and finally came to blank pages. Pausing, he looked around and found a nearby pen and decided to add a bit to it. After all this would be the first time this book had been written into, since before he left Rhy'din for Vana'diel. Kinda fitting he finds this book at this point in his life.
So once more he wrote whatever came to heart and mind.
Unclasping the strap, Brian opened the book, and sat there reading page after page for a good while. His mind raced back and forth, as he recalled things past and some even forgotten until he read about it once more. A few frowns and smiles passed, as he flipped a bit further and finally came to blank pages. Pausing, he looked around and found a nearby pen and decided to add a bit to it. After all this would be the first time this book had been written into, since before he left Rhy'din for Vana'diel. Kinda fitting he finds this book at this point in his life.
So once more he wrote whatever came to heart and mind.