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// Entry #11  
// Story: Starswirl's Journal 
// by AlesFlamas 
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My chauffeurs were surprised to see that I had awoken before them. They even went so far as to ask me if anything was wrong. I of course, being unwilling to share my personal issues with such lowborn filth them, told them nothing was wrong and that I was simply suffering from a bout of insomnia. Strangely enough, they allowed me time to sleep before we continued on our way. Do they want something from me, I wonder? Will they use my grogginess, my foggy mind, clouded as it is with so much. . . so much. . . what was I going on about? Perhaps I am over-thinking this. Still, it is strange that they would show such consideration towards me, especially since I have shown no such consideration for them. I must say, the actions I have witnessed these past few days are confusing many of the things I have learned about how the world is supposed to work.