Title:           Day 0 Journal Entry
Author:          Sling_Swivel
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First Edit:      Saturday 11th of October 2014 02:15:28 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Saturday 11th of October 2014 05:47:38 PM CDT

Day: 0
 
Well, this is it. I guess I'm resigned to the choice I made. Really not like I've got alot of options at this point, though. Last winter was rough. Barely survived. Part of me really hates to look at it this way, but this town might be my last real hope. That's a scary thought.
 
I thought I knew cold, but when you've got a blanket and a poncho strung up between a couple of trees to keep the snow off, it gets COLD. Even out west. Supposed to be "warm", but the nights on the road were miserable. No work left either. All of the locals are wrapping up their fall harvests. Haven't got any need of me. And when they see that bare flank, they know. All of them know, now.
 
Shit wasn't this hard a year ago. Folks were still curious, I guess. I can't blame them. I've encounter enough of the "Others" before. Some good, plenty bad. Think the winter culled a good chunk of them, though. I'm not sure how to feel about that. Didn't get me. Got close, though. I'm a survivor, I guess. Or maybe too stubborn to die. Or too foolish.  
 
No, that's bullshit. Gotta keep going. I've made it this far, gonna at least see what this town can offer. Maybe I'll just get raped, robbed and stabbed. Always a possibility! Any survivors are bound to be either a sharp bunch or a brutal bunch. That's HUMAN nature. Gonna find out tomorrow.
 
The Train leaves in the morning. Don't have a bit to my name. Royalist asshats put me up in the Inn here, at least. I can be grateful for that. First time in months I've slept in a real bed. I get the feeling I shouldn't get used to it, though. A part of me sure wants to.
 
They bought my ticket for me, too. They're so kind!  
 
Gonna see what there is to this Four Cannon place tomorrow. For now, gonna enjoy a good night's sleep.