4E 186 Stars and Moon 18
Just as I turned a new page in my life, I finally decided to keep a diary. So many things have happened so far, whether it has anything to do with the Brotherhood or not-it is almost a shame for Sidious to think that these disappearing things have not been recorded. Therefore, I am determined to make up for these shortcomings.
Yes, the Dark Brotherhood has its own scribes and chroniclers, but their records are a very serious job for the whole organization. Let these books act as tape recorders. These humble assassins vowed to dedicate their swords and lives to the dark brotherhood.
4E 186 23 starry night.
I have arrived safely in Sandinger's shelter and received a warm welcome from Rasha and others. In fact, this reception shows that my new family is quite strong. This sanctuary knows pain and sorrow, and its synagogue is a place to purify the soul. Then, who can better understand the feelings of a brother who has lost his family and confidence? Who can comfort a homeless person better than a shelter?
Bruma Shelter may disappear, but my dearest brothers and sisters will live in my dream forever, just as their souls will live forever because of the father of fear.
4E 187 Two-handed Moon 1
After completing the baroness's contract, she died with honor. Her maid did not die so beautifully.
4E 187 Two-handed Moon 12
Shandinger suits me. Because most of the shelters in other areas have been destroyed or abandoned, and there are a lot of contracts here, so we can get a lot of bonuses.
It is shocking that we are still losing our base in Tamari at an extremely fast speed. Rumor has it that the black hand is splitting in our direction. Some people are in favor of expansion, while others think that the original areas should be consolidated.
Personally, I think the basic need of the Dark Brotherhood is to keep faith everywhere. When we lack actual influence, it will become very difficult to fulfill the contract (or even set up the contract) in the province, just like falling hammer province. The more we ignore Tamariel, the more people will lose confidence in the Dark Brotherhood-our abilities, our services, our dedication to nothingness.
4e1February 27, 87
A listener named Alexandra Puni has been visiting us in Breville from her residence for several days. She and Rasha have been discussing with the consul to reopen the shadow scale training facility in Black Marsh, but the final result is that we lack funds to implement this project.
4e1February 27, 87
After completing the contract of the arena. I finally decided to follow the champion disguised as an admirer, and the guy readily agreed. When I followed the arrogant fool through the big forest, I easily wiped his neck and left his body there to feed the bear.
Cicero's Diary Volume II
4E 188 high in July
Wayrest was defeated. The city was defeated by pirates. It's only a matter of time before the shelter is destroyed. When they need help, night shift mothers may take care of their children.
4E 188 Sowing on the fifth day of the first month
Today, we received a message that the halfway shelter was attacked and destroyed by pirates. There are no survivors.
At present, there are only three active strongholds of the Dark Brotherhood: Sandinger Shelter in Imperial Province; Another remote shelter is located in the forest of Tianjin Province. And the Corinthian sanctuary in Esville.
The Black Hand has ordered the closure of the Klinze Reserve, and their members have been integrated into our team on the Peak Mountain. When I regard this place as my hometown for the first time, I will deeply embrace these new family members.
4E 188 Huoyue No.27
The situation in Breville is getting worse and worse. Violence broke out in the whole city, because the two biggest Skuma illegal businessmen in West Rotil controlled the war. Listener Alexandra Puni has no choice but to rely on mercenaries to protect her residence.
4E 188 sunset month 1 day
The Breville incident has reached its peak. The statue of the lucky old woman has been destroyed. Alisandapuni left her residence and went to the crypt guarded by the night mother, hiding under the remaining statue. If the tomb is found, Alexandra Puni will protect the remaining evil female statue until she dies.
Rasha has asked Garneg and Andre Ranika to take part in the defense of the crypt. I hope to join them, but Rasha doesn't agree. She said, this is the place where I was born. I want to defend this holy place, and I must honor this promise.
4E 188 Sunset Month 12
My poor contract and confiscated bonus. When I slipped out of the window, her daughter should have entered the room, but the silk merchant's body had begun to get cold. I have no choice at this point.
4E 188 Sunset Moon 2 1
A lot has happened since I came in last time. We haven't heard from the city since Ganech and Andronica left Brave. We have prepared for the worst. But this morning, our fears were confirmed. When Ganachi went home alone, he was carrying the most precious cargo-the giant sarcophagus of the Night Mother.
Garnag's story is enough to influence Sidious's most cold-blooded servant. On the night when mother's grave was raided, her dear sister Andlau Nika was chopped to pieces. Even the listener himself, the most respected Alisanda Puni, was burned alive in the fire storm of the mage.
Although Gallner was seriously injured (it is certain that he will lose his right eye), he still tried to resist the attack and safely transported the night mother's coffin out of the city. On this tragic night, he has already hit the road and is on his way back.
Cicero's Diary Volume III
Sunset on the 23rd, Quaternary Yuan 188.
Things have happened, and we must recognize our present situation-the dark brotherhood without an audience. Due to the lack of listeners, it is difficult for us to detect the implementation of the dark ceremony. But what is certain is that Night Mother will soon get in touch with others and choose a new audience to replace Alexandra Puni. However, before that, we must take to the streets and listen to those desperate or hidden revenge requests. No matter now or in the future, Tamariel people will never know that their prayers to Mother Night will no longer work.
Morningstar, 24th, Quaternary Yuan 189.
It's the New Year, and it's been two months since my mother first came to the shelter in Dingshan Hall, but the unclean hostess still thinks it's unnecessary to reveal anything to any of us.
Therefore, Rasha decided to restore an old tradition of the Dark Brotherhood-to appoint a guardian whose whole duty is to protect the remains of the Night Mother from being disturbed. The remaining members of the black hand will make a decision on the appointment tomorrow.
Morning Star, 25th, Quaternary Yuan 189.
I was chosen. By that inexplicable twist of fate. The black hand appointed me the guardian of the night mother. To tell the truth, I feel deeply honored and deeply sad at the same time. This appointment means the end of my contract. I don't think I'll have a chance to take up arms again. Thankfully, before I accepted the new appointment, Rasha promised me a final contract.
On the 30th of Morningstar, Quaternary Yuan 189.
The clown is dead. My final contract has been completed. He laughed himself to death.
On the third day of the first planting month, Quaternary Yuan 189.
I am used to being a guardian. My duty is not only to clean up the shrine of the night mother, but also to maintain her body.
The crypt where the night mother is located is a sacred place-closed, without sunlight and external influence. Once you leave here, the remains of the Night Mother may be polluted and eroded by anger. However, because the relics have been properly protected, the above-mentioned influence is not enough to worry people, but the hidden dangers in the spiritual level cannot be ignored. Every once in a while, we must prevent the loss of the divinity of the relics by some means. Only in this way can it continue to be the medium for the transmission of the night mother's soul and let our mother's eternal spirit walk through nothingness. But only through the remnants of her material world can she establish contact with her audience.
Therefore, I wash her body with special grease every week, recite ancient spells and clean up those dead insects or rodents. The reason why the night mother has been silent is not that she can't talk, but that she doesn't want to do so. These are my duties and my vows.
Sino-Japanese 12, Quaternary element 189.
Month after month, the listener was never born. Why hasn't the night mother communicated with me? Am I worthy of being a guardian but not a listener? I protect our virgin and maintain her divinity, but even then she won't give me the right to listen to her voice?
On the fourth day of the high moon, Quaternary element 189.
It's been a long time since I accepted the appointment. But I am still a guardian, and there is no hope of becoming a listener.
I recalled the bittersweet time with the clown, and I remembered his laughter before he died. It is an honor to meet such a person and face death with optimism that praises life.
Cicero's Diary Volume IV
On the first day of Huoyue, Quaternary element 189.
Sanding Hall followed in the footsteps of his predecessors and fell into destruction and chaos. Although the sanctuary has not been destroyed, how long can it last?
We are short of manpower and spokesmen, the contract is almost useless, and Rasha's belief in strengthening the sanctuary is about to collapse.
Frosty moon 26th, Quaternary Yuan 189.
Silence! Deafening silence! In my head, in my head, in my head! This is the silence of death, the silence of nothingness. It goes deep into my body through my mother. Silence is hate, silence is anger, silence is love.
Morningstar, the fourth day of the month, Quaternary element 189.
Today, Rasha claims to be a listener, claiming that her mother finally chose to talk to him that night. But when asked, he couldn't say the bound characters. Lies! Liar! His little trick doesn't hold water.
Morning star, fifth day of the month, Quaternary element 189.
Rasha is dead.
Because I was guided by silence, I followed it like that. I never use a knife to make a gun. Oh, no, I put soft and sweet honey in my brother Ghana's thirsty ear. He is a good brother, a loyal brother. Salute Cicero and our hostess, who happily put it into action.
On the tenth day of Morningstar, it is four yuan 190.
Only three survived, Cicero, Garnag and Pontias.
Abortion 15th, Quaternary Yuan 190.
Mother Night continued to remain silent. It seems that we are still not qualified, and the temple is doomed to destruction.
On the third day of the first planting month, Quaternary Yuan 190.
I can hear you. That voice is getting deeper and deeper. Louder, louder. Like a thunder in the still night, it broke the painful silence. Like a smile ...
On the fourth day of the first planting month, Quaternary Yuan 190.
Laugh, laugh, laugh, laugh wildly! That's an old clown, making his own voice out of nothingness to inspire Cicero who is depressed! I accept your gift, dearest night mother, and thank you deeply for your smile and my friend.
Quaternary Yuan 19 1 February 16th, 2008.
Pontius is dead. The assassin of the dark brotherhood was killed by gangsters on the top of the mountain while walking in the street. Why can time be so funny and so sad?
Quaternary Yuan 19 1 February 17th, 2008.
I love to laugh, dear night mother, but I am still eager to hear your voice. My mother, tell me it's not too late! So I can fix everything, save the temple, and save the Brotherhood of the Dark!
You can take back the laughter you gave me and take back all the laughter in your language in exchange!
The second seed is the second day of the second month, Quaternary element 19 1 year.
It's not safe to leave the temple, so we will stay here, which is good.
On the 29th day of the last seed month, Quaternary Yuan 19 1 year.
Garnage disappeared, drifted away with the wind, disappeared, disappeared, disappeared, and passed away. The other one went to look for food, but he will come back. Only three months, three months. Three months? Twelve months? Four extensions!
Sunset 21st, Quaternary Yuan 192.
Cicero is dead! Cicero is alive!
Smile fills my body, so it completely enriches my body. I am a smile, and I am a clown who makes people laugh. That soul has served my lover for too long, and now it has finally broken the veil of nothingness forever. It is in my heart and has long been integrated with me.
The world saw Cicero as a person for the last time. Look at Cicero, the fool of the heart, the embodiment of a smile.
Sunset on the 28th, in the year of Quaternary Yuan 200.
I found the old newspaper and wanted to daub it again, with silent articles and dark and bright poems.
How long has it been since Mother Night was here last time? How long have I been chosen as the guardian? How long have I been a fool? Ever since I became lonely? Since autumn? Ever since they started knocking at the door, it's like pounding your heart?
It is dark and quiet here. Poor Cicero will never hear laughter again, because that's what he is. Shandinger has no audience. West Rodil has no audience. There is no listener in my heart.
We must get out of here. Before the night when the temple collapsed and mother was burned, before the dying laughter of the dark brotherhood disappeared.
Sunset on the 29th day, in the year of AD 4, 200.
Peeking at the young girl while walking, but the responsibility given by mistress prevented me from killing. The life without killing is so busy that I can't help but miss it often, shaking and stirring.
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4e 30, one day after sunset, 200
I wrote such a polite and formal letter to astrid in Sky Province! Her sanctuary still exists. It's still running. But so what? No listener means no secret ceremony, no secret ceremony means no contract. Her family can abandon prejudice, remain independent and continue to carry out assassination work, but can such a family still be regarded as a fraternity? Or is there something else? This can only be regarded as a new and different family, which is definitely not a good phenomenon.
Something's wrong.
Anyway, we must go! Tomorrow, we will set sail. Just her and me, in the same boat, swimming in the sea!
4e 22, the moon and the stars in 200.
I'm tired of the swaying hull and the flying gray waves!
I visited Sky Province in a good and ancient way many days ago. There is also a shelter there. Morning Star City Shelter, which is an excellent, ancient and powerful shelter. With the blessing of Sidious. Cicero will go there! Astrid doesn't need it!
Mom and I will work it out. He will tell me that eventually, we will rebuild the old system.
4e, the 23rd star of the 200-year-old moon.
The secret language is mine! I found it in a letter from the ancestors of the shelter!
Hermon will ask-"What is the greatest belief in life?"
I replied-"XX, my brother."
Finally, there will be a space, a place to call me! A clown will retire with his stupid heart! ! ! !
4E 20 1 the fourth day of the first month of planting
Shelter is home! Just like I don't want to see it! Cold, darkness and love. My refuge, my refuge is everywhere.
I know every corner, hall, shadow and closet of it. My refuge. The guard knew me and recognized my poetry manager. They left poor Cicero. There is a huge ugly beast-that's another story. If possible, but he will bind me and torture me, and he will eventually find me. Cicero will make sure that doesn't happen. Because I have a shelter!
The ubiquitous refuge.
4E20 1 Sowing the Moon Early 13
Shelter means safety and salvation. But it's quiet, too quiet. I gave my love to my unclean mistress. I gave her free laughter. But I didn't hear her. Silence is back. Now I laugh, but I can't hear laughter anymore. I heard silence again. Empty silence. It spans time and space. Its silence was deafening again.
4E 20 1 moon with two hands 1
Mother and her guardian are in action at night. Although I am not a listener, I can't be. But I'm the guardian. I must personally carry out the will of the night mother! I have to find her audience. I must correct astrid's mistake in an ancient and elegant way.
I sent a letter to astrid. We will leave soon. But Cicero will take this refuge for himself.
A place where I can rest and continue trading, just because I can hold the sword again. When I laugh because of a whim, I will send him a lucky soul.
Comparison of western calendars:
65438+ October: Morning Star Morning Star (morning breeze without this month)
February: the dawn of the sun.
March: The first seed is planted.
April: rainy hands, rainy hands
May: No.2 seed
June: Mid-year
July: The height of the sun is rising.
August: the last seed, the last species
September: the fire of the heart
10 month: first frost, first frost.
10 month: Sunset at dusk.
65438+ February: Night Stars
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