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// Entry #45 July 17,2190 
// Story: Starswirl's Journal 
// by AlesFlamas 
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"Do not let them stifle you as they stifled me, my son. I love you. Do not forget that."



Do not let them stifle you. My father's parting words. 

Perhaps I don't stem from a long line of imbeciles after all. Based on these words alone, I can make the assumption that my father was also fooled into taking up his position as court fool. Perhaps he also believed that he was destined for a life of greatness as the royal wizard. And perhaps he was also crushed in both mind and spirit, just as I am now. If I am to assume and believe these. . . assumptions, then I can once again restore my faith in my own intelligence, as it would appear that my father certainly has some faith in it. 

Yes! I know exactly what I'm going to do! Regardless of my position as buffoon, I will make the time to study, make the time to theorize, make the time to test and forge new spells! I will carve out my own destiny, and prove to all who see me as little more than a jester that I am far more! But first. . . I have to find some way to get more sleep. . . I've had a combined total of twenty hours this past month and it's starting to take it's toll on me.