[Kiseki]

Sitting upon a desk of ebony, a fair distance besides a bottle of glass containing a well
preserved flower, a diary lays sealed by minor magicks. An experienced Magi could
make short work of them, provided they somehow find this.

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After much consideration, I've decided to begin writing a diary. The reasons for this are
several, to note;

Not often do I have opportunities to express what I otherwise keep to myself.
The individuals that I can trust in this realm are scarce, and even then, I cannot bring myself to bother
them with the trivialities of my life. These emotions, and their causes, are not theirs to suffer, as if the
life they lead was not troublesome enough. I would not dare add more weight unto their shoulders.

After my initiation into Sorcery, my mind has begun to falter.
When put into words, it might sound more worrisome than it is, but there is no other way in which I
can describe the anomalities I've experienced. Occasionally, my consciousness will ebb, as my mind
drifts and wanders. When it does, in any case, the familiar sensation of the Endless beyond is
consistent and unmistakable.
Furthermore, whenever I close my left eye, I can see glimpses of the Astral Sea, and though they
were unfathomable at first, little by little, they've become more endurable. It would be easy to
feel proud of these developments, were it not for the negative consequences. A part of me wonders if
my mentors experienced these things as I currently do. How did they manage to tolerate it all?

When my time in this life is due, I would like to leave a record of my existence behind.
Something for those cloest to me to remember me by, and perhaps learn from. I'd like to believe
that this will likewise prove useful to future generations, but I do confess, there is much I must write,
ere this little book can be considered in such elevated regards.

Should this find itself in the hands of my friends, or my family, then I will be glad.
Otherwise... I ask that you close this, and put it down, for it is not meant for prying eyes,
much less those hiding ill intentions. Failure to do so will have you inflicted with a most
powerful curse, that will consume your life, destroy your vessel, and obliterate your soul,
leaving naught behind.

Consider your next actions carefully, reader, and know that this is most assuredly not an
empty threat, as you will come to realize, should you persist.

If you must ask...
no, it's not real.

[Kiseki]

I apologize for the blurriness on this one!
The text is actually an image, because I wanted the blood splatter.
The forums resize them, so I had to make do with what few options I had...