Tzoli's Red Leather Journal

8 - The End of Summer, Losday

Morhion got a task to bring peepul to Ylessa. To make her church grow biggar. Mebbe it si time fer me to reelee start trying to get peepul to fallow Balor. I do not no manee peepul whjo are sootid to Him tho. The onlee one I can think of is Lee-o. She trains veree hard and is always willing to lern mor abot fiting. I think that is good. I thing she undarstands Fate to. Mebbe Lia woud allso be good. She likes to train and lern. She is fast. I thinnk they are both Bjar's monks tho.

I do not want to take peepul who are not rite fer Balor. I do not think it woud make him Proud or do Him no good. I want peepul who want Balor. Not peepul who do not no wat they want. I want peepul who are willing to undarstand Him and the things He teechis.

Mebbe Daferis. He askt me lots of questins abot Balor onss. Mebbe I shoud find him agin.

Balor is the rular of Fate so peepul who fallow Him shoud no they was ment to. I shoud rite to peepul and try to find monee to bild a cella fer Balor. That way I can do propar sacrifisis. Aftar that an Areena. Mebbe with training grownds as well. I think that will bring peepul bak to Balor. That is wat I shoud do.

No more thinking abot Bjar.

No mor thinking abot childrins or familees.

Just Balor.

I shoud get strongar and bring mor peepul to Him.

I shoud teech peepul wat I no so it duz not go away frum the world.

Posted by Tzoli at October 5, 2005 07:48 AM