Mephiles sat in his room on his bed, writing in his latest journal.
Entry 79 of Journal 2
It's been three months since Shadow left for his mission. I miss him so much. I can't call or send any letters, he said that it could jeopardize his work. Even so, I don't know where he is. I still clean the house every day. Sometimes I visit Manic and Silver, whom I've become good friends with. I've started taking walks at night to help me think. It helps, but it's not enough. No matter what I do during the day, every single night, all I can think about is Shadow.
I suppose I should be less upset now. I'm at the halfway point of waiting for his return.
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Entry 85 of Journal 2
I've been a bit less consistent with my journal entries as of late. Strange, isn't it? How I could go from feeling invincible to weak because of my emotions? It's now been four months since Shadow left. I went into his room earlier today. I'd never gone in there before, since I knew Shadow enjoyed privacy. But my longing for him was a bit overwhelming, and I figured that it would help.
The first thing that I noticed was the smell. I could smell him. I also noticed that the room had become dusty from not being used, so I cleaned every inch of it. When I finished, I sat on his bed. My mind flooded with memories of my first days working here.
Mephiles paused in writing. He smiled at the memory of Shadow giving him his new room. The room had no decorations, plain painted walls, and basic room furniture. Mephiles couldn't have been happier than he was that day. It was only made better by the knowledge that he'd be living with and working for Shadow. Little made him happier than seeing Shadow impressed with his cleaning, or when Shadow cleaned his plate of all the food Mephiles had served him.
Sighing, he continued his entry.
Such a wonderful day that was. Just two more months of this agony.
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Entry 86 of Journal 2
It's been about a month and a half since my last entry. I'm so excited! Just two more weeks and Shadow will finally be here! I'm making sure that the house stays clean for his return. I don't want him to feel more stressed because of a filthy home. He's going to be so impressed! I'm jittery with happiness!
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Entry 100 of Journal 2
I've been writing every day in my journal for the past two weeks. I can hardly contain myself. Either later today or tomorrow, Shadow will be here! I should get back to cleaning. Oh, I'm so happy!
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Entry 101 of Journal 2
Alright, Shadow couldn't make it back yesterday. Not to worry! I'm positive he'll be here today or tomorrow. I'd cook a meal for him, but it would be best to wait so I could ask what he wanted. Just a bit more waiting to do!
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Entry 102 of Journal 2
It's been a week since my previous entry.
I don't understand. Shadow should be here. It's been over six months, as he said. Something must have gone wrong during his time coming back. I hope he's alright.
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Entry 103 of Journal 2
Three weeks have passed. Shadow still isn't here. I found that sleeping helped the time go quicker. Sleep is hard to come by, but I sleep for days straight when I can. I have nightmares.
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Entry 104 of Journal 2
More weeks (now 2 months) pass since my last entry. My nightmares have made me realize something. This may be my fault. Shadow hasn't returned, and it could be because of me. Maybe he's upset with me? Maybe he's disgusted by me? Did he ever have feelings for me?
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Entry 105 of Journal 2
My journal consistency has faultered significantly. I haven't seen a clock nor calendar for many days. I stay in Shadow's room as much as possible. I still come out to clean the house when I remember, but I'm asleep for most of the time. Shadow, I'm sorry if I disgust you. I'm sorry if this is my fault. Please just come back. Please.
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Entry 120 of Journal 2
It's my fault. It must be. I've tried to write more regularly, but what does it matter? I'm still pathetic. Why would Shadow ever have wanted to return to me? I must be a worse maid than I thought. I'm not good enough. I was never good enough. I'm sorry, Shadow.
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Entry 127 of Journal 2
It's my fault. It's my fault. It's all my fault. I have to clean. I have to try to make Shadow happy.
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It Started With A... Vase?
FanfictionThere's a thief (a "Ghost Thief", if you will ), and they're causing paranoia around the city. Shadow is called on to help track them down, but he gets a surprise when he sees that the thief is an old "friend" of his. (Cover picture isn't mine.)
