Vorkault 26-30, 259: ?????????

Vorkault 26, 259

I've spent a few days in this area. Starting to reflect, understand. I'm still just....anxious. This place is driving me insane. I've come ea long ways, accomplished a lot, but I never found her.
Anise...
My World.
Is she...this? Or, perhaps, a part of it?
Am I?
I'm not sure...
But... ḩ̸̢͓͔̦̱͎̼̰͉̙̭̹̃́͐͒͜ͅC̵͓͖̯̹̮̮̝͇̒̓̿͊͋́̈̕ơ̴̡̤̽͛́̍́̊́͗͌̑̃͒͘͝n̷̫̰͘s̴̹͉͉̪̻͑̒͐͗̅̾̈́̑s̵̤̝̹͎̖̻̙̩̤̐͋̀̔̓̿̀̔̓̉̀͘̕͘͜͠ư̷̢͓̘͓̱̺̼̪̦̩̈̀̃̈́͛̀͆̌̓͌̔͘ṛ̸̦̳̯͉͗̅̈̃̔͆̀͠͝͝ű̵̡̢̡̠̱̹̽͛̅ͅ has appeared a few times.
It tells me that my pain is from memories.
I need to remove them to feel better. He tempts me.

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Vorkault 28, 259

It h̴̖̜̰̭̫͉̙̀́i̵̗̩̩̓̈c̸̛̝̤̞̬̐̄̓́͌͆͆̓̈́̊̀̚̕ě̵̡̙̬̺͙̮͕̖͚͓̣̀̓͂̂̄́̈́̚͠͝s̴̫̰̤̥̦̝̩̱̭̀͐͠ŗ̶̡̘͓̯͆͂̈̎̔̇̚͠ţ̶̢̨̭̩̱͖̥͉̩͓̳̯͒͋͆ͅt̴̯̳̗̖̖͈̼̞̖̠͉̂͠, My camp is surround by its noise. It says

"E̵̮͑͗̃͐͝S̶̥̱͉̞̝̰͍̾̏ͅḨ̵̨̼̼͖̯̝̖̜̪̰̜̈́̅̀͌͑̐̇̉̒̕̕͜͠ ̵̹͔̟̿̈̈́̀̎́̌̓̓͒̅͆͘͘͘S̷̡͕̼͉̲̜̙͈̯̪̙̱͐̈̓͛̓̏̌̋͋̾͗Í̴̢͙̥̩͉͙͈̮̬̠̇̀͛̾̂̐̃̌̾̚͝ ̸̘͕̞͎̃́̊͑͘͝I̷̜̝͒P̷̨̡̲̘̪̩̦̙̗͓͓̰͇̻̟̔͐́̓̽Ģ̵̰͒̃̾̀̈́͑̌́̊̈͘͠Ļ̸͈͓͎̺̯̮̫̲̬̿̈͑̑̃͗̂̕͜͜͝ͅḬ̶̛̖̆͂̇́̍͑͗͊̕N̸̢͎͉̳̓͐͛̋͐̓̏̀̾̇̀̔͝͝P̶̨͈̰̗̾̐̍̋ͅS̴̢͇̩̠̮̤̰̼̭̜͉͍̓̆̅̐̒̌̆͌͐̎͝͝͝ ̷̫̳̳̟̖͙͓͍͈̲͛͋͒̌͝Y̴̨͎̤̬̻̪̬̤̥̘̩͑̀O̴̹͈̙̝̠̘̳̓̎̓̋̅̈́̚̕͘͠͝ͅŮ̷̘͈͚̂́̌́̎̿̈́͝ͅ ̷̨̨̝̤̺̗̖̲͔͚̇̇̈́̅̆͐͝T̷̘̺͚̯̮̥͚̹͈̺͒̽̿̊̽̓̕S̷̢̨̡̨̧͙̳̙̱̮͖̻̺̠̽̎̊͒̈́̎͑̓̾̍͘͠Ù̶̡̠͍͓̣͔͎̖͓̘̪͙͉̰͖̀͗͐̏̀̑̽̕̚Ṁ̴̡̫̪̱̲̥͇̱͎̎̄̓̏̽̈́̊͆̕͘̚͘͝ ̶͙͎͉͚̦̱̰͓̟̎̆͐͝G̷̪̩̠̘͓̥̳͔̗͍͉̺̝̔̑́͑̎́̏̐̈͂̐̚̚͘͠Ě̴̛̗̫́́͂͆͛̀̾͋̀̕͝I̷̟̝͙̼̼̬̣̙͓̮̤̣͙͍̯̐̀̅̍͗̊̋̅̔͋̄̚͝V̸̰̅̀̈̂̊̽̔͐̿̿͌̌͝͠ ̸̡͉̲͚̠̼̱̺͑͐͂̋̿͐͊̃̿͝͝Ĥ̴̠͙̪̯͕͕̑͐͋̀̌̄̇̐̾̌̐͘͝͠ͅE̴̤̟͔͕͕̟͍̞͙̎̈́̈́́ͅR̸̙̱̰͖̟̱̳̂̒͝ ̷̛̻̲̮̼̟͒̆̿̑͆̃̇͑́̈́̓͝Ŗ̷̢̤͎͍̤̥̙͍̟͚̙̦͖̎̍̿̄̔͐͂̓͑͛̕̚͜͝U̷͉͊́̀̏̌̚Ỷ̸͙͔̪̤̫͉̟͖̘̈́̌̊̕͝͠Ǫ̴̹͇̳̭̹͕̺̺̖̍̉̉̆̉͜ ̷̨͚̳̬͇̰̯̎̉̔͆̔̂̕̚S̴̼̭͕̲͔̰̟̝̤̺͚̀̋̔̎͗̆̌̐͒̎̆ͅI̵̦̬͂̄̈̔͜M̷̥͖̰̥̼̩̞̟̲̤͐͌̓͑̂͒̀͜͜R̵̬̠̹͕̘͇̱͕̫͉͓̬̊̀̽M̴̢̧̠̫̿͐̾͛̌Ǫ̷̘̦̤̱̘͓̙͐̅͑͐̅̄̈́̉̕̕͝͝E̷̩̮̻͇̺̯̝̼͙̤̱̋̐̐̉̍̀̃̇̌̎̇̽̔̀͠E̴̫̦̩͎̤͚̯͉̔̋͗̈͑͛̏̓̄͜͠͝ ̴̧̢̰̫͖̬͍̌̽̑̓̃͜͝Ė̵̘̣͎̊̄̊̈̾͐̎͌͐H̶̳͍̲̒̈́͌͐̓̈̾́̓̏̉̾͠S̶̡͈͕̟̀͐̀̈́́́̅̓̑̏̈̋̀ͅ ̵̢̡̺̮̭̻̺̰̽͆͗̑͗̈́̕W̵̨̢̙̤̳̝͉̖̟͊́̽̅̑̒̀̈́͑̃̐͂͂̚͠Ņ̵̛̖̣̺̜̪̲̤͎̘̝̆̌́̌͊̕T̷͚̺̠̑̿̃Ŏ̷̻̺̄́ ̶̢̩̥͍͕̤̺̹̲̙̞̳͙͗̎̎̐̆̈́͋̄̎̃̈́̎̈́̚U̷̧̳̖͓͙͔̳͍̼͍̐̓̾̈̃̕Ị̸̯̘̊̓̽̓̑͛̌͂͘V̴̬̝̬̝̪͕̬̳̰̗̀̉̒̒̉̑̄͗̀̑̅̕̚͠S̷̨͓͇̬̝̃̀͊R̴̨̢̲̫̟͍̹͓̳̬͇͓̭̥͇̓͌̀̌̿̓̈́̃͝V̷̜̬̒̍̑̑̇̅̂͐̿̊̀̒̀͝Ẻ̶̥͚͙̲̌͗̏̾͘ ̶̡͍͈̤̲͌́͐̌̋̂̈͘͝T̴̺̮̲̤̭̿̍̀̑͜T̷̳̗͓̳̤̀̀Ǐ̴̠́H̸̠͉̝̗̜͍̼̼̄̈͂̽̔W̷̮̽̿̊͑̾͠O̶̧̮̻̫̝̞̠̝̟̜͉͗̋̒̿͆́́͛̿̎͒̚͜͠ͅŲ̷͈͈̪̤͓̥̦͈͓͈̀̽̑̇͘͜ ̴̙̟͍̻̻͍̺̥̘͔̹̤̘̍̏͛͋̊Ḩ̷̃̎̀T̷̖̩̱̭͍̑M̵̨͈̬̮͐̈̏̂̋͑͊͛ͅĘ̸̡̛̪͖̭̲̲̮̥̙͚̯̺̌̉͊̑̀ͅ"

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Vorkault 30, 259

If I cannot sleep, I ... I can't take.
I must
HELP HER.
I must help her.

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Here the Writer has provided a doodle of a journal.

Authors

• The Writer