A little while later, Swir was holding a small bundle of plants and preparing to head out of the greenhouse when she spotted two plants that she particularly needed, and had to stifle a laugh. The excited girl then made her way over and carefully harvested one of them, taking care not to damage the material. She then reached out for the second...
Goddammit. Would it hurt to let me take one more piece?
Strictly speaking, Swir had already gone quite past the amount of plants she was allowed to harvest. The only reason she was still able to walk out was because the girl occasionally came back and added more species of fauna into the greenhouse, so one eye could be closed to a certain extent. But there was still a limit.
Oh, for f*ck's sake...
As the feeling of being watched intensified further, Swir reluctantly withdrew her outstretched hand and abruptly left, keeping her precious harvest in a bundle under her arm. It wasn't until she'd disappeared around the corner had the girl breathed a sigh of relief, holding up a single leaf in her hand. Glowing runes on it's surface fragmented and disappeared.
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The plain-looking diary was bound with but a single strip of leather, and was not under enchantment of any sort. The edges and fringes were worn from use, the lettering yellowed with age, but the title could still be seen, albeit with slight difficulty.
[Nacht's Experimental Diary]
There was an envelope stuck between two of the pages nearing the front, opened, but the wax seal was still intact.
