The diary is very long, recording her grandmother's gradual growth from an ignorant girl. The inexplicable emotion made Connie's mood drift.
The various bonds and separations between the grandmother and the master are not like a pair of lovers, but more like a contest between a wanderer and a follower.
They never expressed their feelings to each other, and even their conversations were extremely limited.
Because every conversation will be recorded in detail in the diary, including his demeanor and tone when speaking, as if to remember his voice and appearance.
Her grandmother was humble.
But he is doing all this happily and happily, as if he is chasing his faith.
Connie had heard her grandmother tell the story of the publisher more than once when she was little.
But she never knew that in the stories her grandmother told, she was a close bystander, if not a witness.
In the grandmother's diary, the master who became increasingly powerful turned out to be so domineering and unparalleled, but he also had tenderness.
After reading more than half of the first diary, Connie came back to her senses. Judging from the time, she should probably read the diary backwards to find the diary related to his brother faster.
But just when Connie closed the notebook, she accidentally turned to a page of diary with scrawled writing and full of erasures.
My grandmother's handwriting was very beautiful, and there were very few corrections or corrections in her diary.
But this page of the diary is extremely scrawled and messy, with several entire lines of deletions, and the pen almost pokes through the paper, as if it were written in blood on the piece of cloth.
"What's going on?" Connie looked at the scrawled handwriting and could almost feel her grandmother's fear, looking at it uneasily.
"Crazy! Crazy! They are all crazy..."
They were dancing a terrible dance around the altar, shouting strange sounds.
There were many people hanging upside down in miserable death conditions on the gallows. Everyone... including the children had weird and excited smiles on their faces, their red eyes seemed to be possessed by the devil, and they were jumping and shouting tirelessly.
A terrible shadow shrouded the entire Elba tribe. In the shadow, I seemed to see some kind of indescribable thing. It had a head like an octopus, and... (a mess of confusion, the pen and ink almost covered all the words)
That must be the devil!
They worshiped evil gods, sold their souls to the devil, and then fell into madness.
They spotted us and started rushing toward us...
They wanted to eat us, and through their eyes I could tell they saw us as food.
Rex stood in front of me, telling them to back away.
But they were indifferent to this, just like hungry wolves, they still pounced on us.
I saw the terrifying existence in the shadow that seemed to be staring at us. The moment we looked at each other, I saw death, and I also saw an extremely ancient and vast world, where... (It was still heavily redacted, with only the huge Several words such as city and sea surface are vaguely identifiable.)
died……
Everyone is dead...
In their madness they began to kill each other, and Rex fled to higher ground with me.
We heard the terrifying sounds coming from the valley, and I could feel his fear. We cuddled together, but we felt the fear and cold from each other.
The terrible sound lasted until the early morning of the next day before it gradually dissipated, and the shadow that enveloped the Elba tribe had also dissipated without a trace.
We returned to the valley again and saw extremely terrifying scenes...
Almost everyone in the tribe died, and the death was extremely miserable. Most of the people probably died from biting each other, and there was almost no complete corpse in sight.
But there were still some people who didn't die. They smelled our breath and attacked us crazily again.
This time, Rex didn't run away.
He killed the orcs who had fallen into madness, then lit a fire and took me away from there...
The devil in the shadow killed everyone in the Elba tribe...
This is a terrible deal... a terrible sacrifice...
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The diary came to an abrupt end, and Connie slowly put the diary on her knees. She felt that her back and forehead were wet with cold sweat, and her heart was filled with fear, as the terrible scenes kept emerging in her mind.
It turns out that the Elba tribe was not massacred by the master, but was destroyed in a strange and terrifying sacrifice.
However, the only two witnesses of this incident did not tell the public the facts.
Perhaps the existence glimpsed in the shadow was so terrifying that they did not dare to mention it to the outside world, and even did not hesitate to bear the reputation of a murderous maniac.
"What exactly is the devil in the shadow?" Connie thought with a frown, hesitated, and continued to read down the diary.
For many days that followed, the diary was not updated. Occasionally, there was a sentence or two recorded, and they all read: "I dreamed of that terrible place again today..."
The diary did not record what the dream was, but her grandmother was troubled by this terrible dream for a full year before starting a new diary.
Unpublished became notorious for massacring the Elba tribe. Even in the chaotic tribal war years, he became the public enemy of the orc tribe.
My grandmother was grounded by my great-grandfather and was not allowed to leave the tribe.
This three-year pursuit seems to have come to an end.
Just like what he said that day when he sent her to the cliff outside the tribe and looked at the sunset: "Maybe we won't see each other again."
Since then, my grandmother has never seen him again.
Of course, very few people in this world will see him again.
Three years later, she married the youngest and bravest warrior of the tribe, who later became the chief of the tribe, his grandfather.
Life after marriage was calm and elegant, without madness and danger, and she never left the tribe again.
The diary is like running water, showing a bit of happiness in the ordinary, but it seems to be a bit less interesting than before.
Major events in the Falk tribe and names familiar to Connie appeared in the diary, but she was just like a passerby, recording it all calmly, without any fear.
Rex's name and that terrible night never appeared in the diary again.
Connie put down the first diary, picked up the third notebook, and opened it directly to the middle and back.
When she saw her birth, her grandmother seemed very happy, but she wrote in her diary: "He is a dark and ugly little guy, but what can I do? After all, she is her granddaughter. I hope she will be able to grow up when she grows up." Become more beautiful. Little Connie, your grandmother gave you this name. Grow up quickly and see the outside world in the future."
"Um..." Connie looked at the dark and ugly description and was silent for a long time, then silently turned the page.
In the following diaries, she became the most frequent character. The first time she learned to speak, the first time she walked, the first time she changed her teeth... can all be found in her grandmother's diary.
Tears slipped from the corners of Connie's eyes and fell on the beautiful handwriting on the parchment.
Turning back, suddenly, the style of the page changed again, and the scrawled handwriting appeared again.
"Pedinan killed the dog and hung him on the gallows, and the existence in the shadow... appeared again..."
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