Kimberly sat at the edge of her dim lite room as she leaned back against the wall and stared down at her journal. She had a gnomish pen in hand yet she simply sat there looking at the creamy white pages and their emptiness as she thought about what she would write. With a sigh she brought the chair back down to the floor with a thud while bringing the journal to the table and began writing quickly without hesitation.
"Well, it's been a long time since you've listened to my thoughts... Yeah it's going to be one of those situations that I freaked out but I couldn't help myself this time. The new group I am with, The Citrine Eagles, went to Argus to fight the Legion and hopefully end the fight. We did what we could to help and ended up victorious, I think. But that doesn't matter." Kimberly paused for a moment from her writing before finally starting to write once more. "We battle against this demon on the last day. An Inquisitor that could.. read people's minds or something like that. I don't know if he could but he was confident in calling peoples whores.. traitors.. and others thing but it didn't get into my mind."
"I honestly don't know what I would of done if it found out my secrets, if it delved into my mind and saw the shit that happened to me and what I have done. Too imagine that all of the things that I have written down in here would be laid out in front for everyone to judge me, for everyone to know. I would of lost it if I had to blurt out something that I wanted to keep in... I mean what would it have been? Would I have been labeled? A murderer? What dark secrets would he had torn from me and forced me to tell? I really don't know and I don't want to think about it. I knew I had to kill him, I wanted him dead more than anything else on that field. Not because he was powerful or he was a leader but.. I didn't want it knowing my secrets more so than I didn't want it knowing anyone else's secrets."
Kimberly took a moment to look up at the flickering candle, her light grey eyes reflecting the warm glint that the candle provided before she looked down at the journal for one last time and began to write again. "I could of made him suffer, could of took my time with killing him. But I wanted him dead that moment, I didn't want him knowing a thing about me so I just ended him as fast as I could.. Maybe I let the relief of killing it wash over me a bit too much as I got surprised by some fel-lava but.. that doesn't matter. I made it out alive and well."
"But I can't help but think how the Eagles would view me if I was forced to tell something. Even the Matriarch was there.. Then again maybe it's time I tell someone about my past and get a second opinion.. I don't know." Kimberly quickly closed the book and placed her pen down on the table before leaning back in her chair to the point it creaked with strain as she looked up at the ceiling while a sigh of relief escaped her chest as if a weight was lifted.