Hidden Diary Page

August 14th, 18XX
The burden of guardianship weighs heavily upon me this night. For years, I've toiled to uncover the mysteries of the ley lines, the sacred symbols, and the power that flows beneath Église Sainte-Lumière. Knowledge, I've learned, is both a blessing and a curse.
Tonight, under the cloak of darkness, I took action to ensure the safety of this knowledge. The archives, filled with my research, observations, and revelations about the symbols and their connection to the ley lines, are no more. With a heavy heart, I consigned them to the flames.
As the pages turned to ash, I felt a part of me perish alongside them. But this sacrifice is necessary. The secrets contained within those pages are too potent, too dangerous in the hands of those who might misuse them. The church, this sacred nexus of power, must be protected at all costs.
I've taken precautions to scatter a few hidden clues within the church itself—veiled hints that only the most worthy and discerning may one day uncover. I pray that if this knowledge is meant to be found, it will be by those who seek to protect the balance, as I have.
Let this entry stand as a testament to my resolve. I walk this path alone, safeguarding the light against the encroaching shadows. May those who follow understand the gravity of this choice. The true power of Église Sainte-Lumière must remain a closely guarded secret, shielded from the eyes of the world.