Kael flipped through the notebook after receiving it, noticing that the entries began shortly after Midgar arrived in Lancaster.
Old White's magic power enveloped the notebook, meticulously safeguarding it from any external damage.
For a curse renowned for its invasive strength, achieving this was no easy feat.
Especially as a light rain fell upon the town, yet the tears shed by the sky left not a single mark upon its pages.
"Grandpa White, thank you for your hard work."
The contents of this notebook were mostly expressions of a young man's fondness and hopes for a vibrant young girl.
The written words were not fancy, but they were filled with intense joy.
Just by looking at it briefly, one could imagine a scene.
A young man carefully writing in the darkness of the night, conveying his fervent emotions, then, as the notebook closed, hiding his thoughts deep within a corner of his heart.
"Give this to that girl, and then tell her, 'The dead are gone, the living must move on.'
