'Dear diary,
I am glad that I bought this notebook back in Bodo. It has been four days since we have set sail to Bluevale, and I am already bored to death. So I decided to start writing, in Hungarian of course, just in case someone decides to read you.
I haven't been able to sleep. I am not sure if it is due to the constant rocking of the ship, or because of everything that has occurred. Maybe a bit of both. But I feel like feelings are finally catching up to me. It feels as if my heart has been frozen for a while now, maybe it was in a state of shock, because of all the events that happened one after the other. It was all so fast. I think my heart is finally facing all the bitter truths. The betrayals and the false hopes.
