An excerpt from
Diary of Anxious
Entry 15: 40
Date 67 of 7499 SC
I'm not sure what to do. I went to go and see Bold like I often do. But when I came today I could immediatly tell that there was something wrong. He looked as if he had hardly slept and I immediatly inquired of his condition.
He seemed nervious as he pulled me inside and I admit I was getting a little freaked. After all this is Bold we're talking about. People expect this kind of a reaction from me but from Bold? There had to be something wrong.
"Bold what is going on?" I asked anxiously
He glanced around as if checking to make sure Mother wasn't close by listening and I could feel the anxiousness getting worse. He turned back to me and whispered "It's Forsaken. He's here!"
"What!" my heart had taken residence in my stomach as he clamped his hand over my mouth and I whispered "I thought he was sick" The thought of such a sick man so close nauseated me. Germs and Sickness are one of my many fears and I backed toward the door preparing to leave.
But Bold grabbed my arm. "Wait Anxious." He said looking at me with a look that I had never seen in him before. The boldness that had always attracted me to him was still there but it was trapped behind a new fear. "He's not sick, Anxious. It's Mother and Father they did something too him."
"What do you mean? This is treason Bold." I pulled away from his grip but couldn't make myself leave.
"Please Anxious you've got to help me." I couldn't help it here he was asking ME of all people to help him. It was like a dream come true. To think that Bold actually needed me.
I nodded and moved away from the door "So where is he?"
Bold stood straight his confidence restored and he motioned for me to follow him further into his chambers. I immediatly noticed Forsaken upon entering the room. He was after all kind of hard to overlook. He sat on the couch wrapped in a blanket staring blankly at the wall. He was practically skin and bones and the marks along his bare arms sent a shiver of fear up my spine I don't even want to think about where he could have gotten those. He looked up as we entered and his blank eyes totally creeped me out.
I couldn't stay in the room for long. I turned and walked out. Bold followed me. "I'm sorry Anxiety. I know how much you hate that stuff I shouldn't have let you see him."
"No it's ok Bold." I said looking up into his eyes. "we have to do something. If Father did this then we have to stop him. We can't let this go on."
Bold grabbed my hand and noticed that I was shaking. He quickly pulled me into a hug. My first impulse was to pull away but as the gravety of the situation settled over me I couldn't bring myself to leave the safety of his arms.
I just hope Bold knows what he's getting himself into.