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“Don’t get ahead of yourself,” Caius warned as he flipped through the pages. “It wouldn’t make much sense for him to leave his journal behind.”
“Remember what Balakin told us? He said his great-great grandfather always hoped the count would come back,” I pointed out as I pinned my grandfather back onto my chest. “I mean, nobody was really sure he was dead, even if they did wear those mourning bandannas.”
Caius stopped his perusing near the back and smiled. “Looks like your guess was right. Listen to this.”
May 10th
After four days of searching the master is still missing, and yet I feel that he is still present. Even should he die I believe some part of him would yet remain, but this feeling is more persistent than like the presence of the ghosts of his ancestors. He must be
