-The journal would be found buried under the junk inside his shiplocker- Cyprus's journal. June 19th. Started writing this journal. Learned that Lily plans to open an inn, and that I'll be able to help her run it. War hasn't exploded yet, which is both good and bad. Bad if only that the sooner it's over the better. We both intend to raise a family when all this dies down. Talked to solour. Regretted it. -A large cursive c, presumably for cyprus would be at the bottom of this first page.-
Cyprus's journal. June 19th again. I'm feeling ill today. Think it's a rather bad cold. Probably shouldn't stay out in the rain or snow so much...this sort of thing happens for those reasons. My mate will be coming over shortly with soup and tea. Hope this illness isn't too serious.
Cyprus's Journal. June 20th. Illness is gone, feel rejuvenated. Still wondering when i'll be able to open up that inn on maple hill with Lily.