Tzoli's Red Leather Journal

10th Day of the 2nd Middle of Darkfall, Camday

Makoto gave me a presint. I saw a bottal of the wine my mum woud make and sell. It was the speshell appal wine, not the regular appal sidar she woud sell. I saw it and I wantid sum. I had fergottin that she made wine and sold it until I saw the bottal. Its funnee to see a bottal with your name on it. 'Kita of Yarsin Reserve Apple Wine, year 55' it sed. I ramember whin she sold it at the markits and woud have crates and crates shippt with the caravan that came to the farm aftar harvist festival. That and grain and barley and sidar and appal praserves and lots of stuff. I fergittid how much stuff we always sold aftar the harvist cam in and we did stuff.

I do not ramember so well making all the things, but I ramember the caravans. I ramember always having wine with food and always going to the markits and buying things and my mum talking to othar mens about selling stuffs. I ramember the Tir man who woud some with the Virothian-Urgat Caravan and the Tyeni man who came with the Lesshra-Llyaue Caravan evary year. I ramember how the Tyeni man stared at me with eyes buggin out and askt my mum if I was good fer anathing and how she woud glare at him with the eval eye to make him shut up abot me. I ramember the Tir man gived me mapal candies frum Urgat and sweetined ginseng root tah chew on. He was niss to me and my mum.

Mostlee I ramembered the smell of my mum. She always smellt like appals and wheat. She woud rap me up in her arms and pull her shawl round me and I would sit in her arms and breeth in her smell. She smelt like home to me. I ramembered that and I wantid to cry cuz I had fergittid it til I tastid the wine that Makoto gaved me. It made me sad that I coud fergit how my mum smelt and evin saddar that I coud not ramember her face. I am a bad dahtar. I am a bad girl who can not ramember her mum.