Vhalar 64, Arc 709
It was quite an eventful day today. Ti came. He helped me learn Xanthea. I got to say it was easy at first. Way too easy. But it’s a nice language. Melodic. I like it. It was odd though. Ti, even though a child, did not know how to write at all. It is strange how childhoods can be similar and different. I would have given anything to be able to write at his age, but Ti… He seems fine. He seems happy without knowing it. Was I just too eager back then? Knowing that something was not right? Or am I just confusing the situations? Giving them more meaning than what they have... Well, it doesn’t matter. Not now, anyways.
So, Ti and the lesson. I thought I might want to write down the words to remember them. It was: good morning, good afternoon and good night. I like the last one the most. It sounds soothing. It reminds of something, a voice. No, a quality of a voice. But I can’t quite place it. Maybe it’s just how Ti said it... Everything in this place is odd, though. Strange but familiar. It feels like I long for something in here. Not sure what yet. But I like the peaceful feeling that comes along with it. The fact that I can just walk out the door and feel like I still belong somehow. The world is larger than I thought. Telar was right about that.
Anyway, Ti also tried to teach me more complicated stuff. Requests. Proper sentences. I don’t know how he managed to keep his cool so much and for so long. I was butchering it! Maybe every Sev’ryn is this calm and collected even if they are kids. Or maybe it’s just Ti? Or is it the way Sev’ryn children are brought up? I’ll need to ask Telar when he wakes up tomorrow.
Either way, this is the rest of the things I’ve learnt. I think…
I would like please.
Where is market?
What your name?
And one more thing I don’t quite remember. I’m sure even these notes have mistakes but it’s too late and I’m tired. But I tried. I always do.