selenejaeger

I still have your photograph I look at it every day You’re smiling in it You always smiled more than I did At least when we were together We could both smile But we’re not together You made sure of that All because you loved me All because I couldn’t betray my superiors I cry sometimes as I look at you And I feel the sorrow that you carried with you Still clinging to my fading joy

Year XXXX day 12. Thirteenth journal in the second year of the Enderman Study By Notch, this study has turned out more fruitful if no less dangerous than I had first thought it to be.  My expectation was that I would finish within a year but I can now see that this will take much longer than that to compile all my final notes.  This journal entry and all that came before it  are written in the furtive moments when they are not looking, usually at dawn or dusk.  Since the Enderman do not see me with a pumpkin on my head, I have managed to become a part of their group if only as a tolerated straggler with a wolf.  They are smart, much smarter