For a day and a half now I've had no water and my throat yearns for it's cool, crisp taste. I can't remember the last time I ate something other then dried Kaen berries and preserved fish wrapped in Seymon leaves.
I walk across the bone dry desert, I hear nothing but Poreus birds above my head circling around and around. The beat of their giant wings and high pitched squeals make me want to stab at my ears. But I haven't decided what is worse yet, their sound or the fact all I can see for miles is wrinkled sand dunes. I think I'm going crazy. I have to survive though, I can't give up now when I've come so far.
Han said he would meet me at Hostera Sound three days from now but I don't think I'll make it in time. Or whether he'll make it there alive. I hope he is alright. I managed to make it out of the fight with minimal injuries, the most severe being a half inch deep cut on my arm. But he protected me, All I can imagine us the hooded warriors circling around him. I just hope he's there, he's the only one I trust and with all my family gone, he's all I have left.
