Entry II - Synnove

(Age: Youth)
[A few weeks later]
Hello again journal,
I went back to the place I found you and saw something that maybe I shouldn’t have. The prophet says we are not to trust outsiders. Non believers are to be reported to the Prophet and the re-educators before any other contact is made. But I didn’t follow the rules. I was curious. I’d never seen a non believer in the wild. 
They are taller than I expected. I’d heard most were shorter than us. Weighed down by the sins of their ancestors and the magic that still pulls them down and away from enlightenment. This one was taller than even the Prophet. 
They stood in the center of the ruins, waiting. Perhaps for someone? I did not know. They were cloaked and hooded, so I couldn’t see their face, but it was like I could hear their thoughts or maybe just guess? Maybe I’m making stories up in my head because it’s been so boring around here this week. But it felt like they were sad. 
What’s even worse was how I wanted to comfort them. No one should feel sad in my secret ruined sanctuary. 
I didn’t stay much longer. I left them searching the sky for who or whatever they were waiting for.
Entry III
Category:The Fading Book