Tonukurio

The title pretty much says it all.

This is the journal of Jane Brown. 
Each journal entry may be very short or very long. Entries may be close together or far apart. It depends on when and if Jane decides to or remembers to update her journal. If ever. Just like most of the non-diary or journal writer keepers out there - or uninspired authors. Yep.

Warning: VERY SLOOOW updates. This is a story written on a whim. Let's see how long the inspiration will last for. This style of writing is somewhat experimental.

Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION and is not based on any one person. Any portrayal of real people or real events (excluding some major world events) is entirely accidental and coincidental. It is in not in any way, shape of form meant to be a commentary on anyone or anything, even less on current issues in society.

This is literally meant to be boring (hence the ordinary title) without being too boring. It is just about the average slow paced life and interests of an average person.

(Not meant for and not interested in contracting.)

The Mundane Journal Entries of an Ordinary Person

Weather: frosty morning, laying out a jewelled carpet of silver before the sun came up to melt all the lacy patterns away.

"Don't join in the volunteer cleanup," Deaglan told me. "You haven't been well and you had a fever again last night. You can barely move this morning. Stay in bed and rest. The army are going into the city to start the cleanup. The volunteers will be going in later in the morning, but I don't want you going. Stay here."

So I stayed in the tent to rest and a soldier came to drop a meal off for me with a bottle of water. I have to go back home at some stage. I need to check on Bezel and my parents and give that evil demon a piece of my mind. Although I'm scared of him, I still need to protect Bezel and my parents from him if I can. I still need to show him that there's still someone in the family who can see him for what he really is.

Once everything here has been settled, I'll take some leave and take the train back across the country. Flying is too expensive. I'll check in on the family from a distance to make sure everything is ok and to give the evil demon a warning not to cross the line. After all, I've still got a heap of evidence with me on many of his criminal activities starting from the time we were kids. It's been harder and harder to collect evidence on him since he moved out and become smarter and wiser. He's good at covering his tracks now and his schemes are much more refined and elaborate. I might not be able to threaten him at all anymore.

From how open and careless his last message to me was, as if he didn't care if I showed it to anyone else, he might be cooking up a big final plan. Prickles were running up and down my arms, while the goosebumps rose. My eyelids kept twitching.

The last time I had felt this way, I had run back in time to see him poisoning the Christmas dinner. I had swept everything onto the floor by tipping the table over, pretending I had tripped and fallen. Of course, my acting was horrible. I have never really been a good actor or liar. It was obvious I had done it on purpose. My parents had been so mad.

The time before that, I had managed to stop him from setting the house on fire with everyone it it, fighting with the evil demon. In the end, when my family and neighbours came out to see what the commotion was about, he had turned around and accused me. I had ended up in the police station receiving a lecture while the evil demon and Bezel made faces at me from a distance.

I don't know why he hates us so much and yet loves Bezel so much. It doesn't make sense. If he loves Bezel, why was he trying to ruin her life and kill all of us?

I can't wait. What if something happens? No. I have to go. My family are in trouble. I'm sure of it. I'll message Deaglan when I'm on the train and tell him not to worry.

50th entry