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Social Hierarchy Chart of the Middle Ages

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The Castle

We were resting in a seemingly abandoned farmer's shed, and we were discovered. Our plan for this situation was to pretend to be deaf-mutes. This plan was perfectly fine with me, because I was not feeling very good at all. I fell into a fever, and traveling was getting harder and harder. It was kind of a stroke of luck for me, because the Comte and the Comtesse were staying at the castle. They are know far and wide for their kind and loving nature. I was taken in to a glorious bedroom, much nicer then anything I've seen in Wherton.

I slowly healed, aided mostly by the Comtesse and her only daughter, Eloise. Eloise and I became fast friends. I gradually became well enough to get out of bed, and now we have much fun. We ride horses, or picnic on the lustrous lawn... In the evenings, we'd join the Comtesse and watch her knit by the warm, glowing fire. I've grown to like, or even something more then like, Eloise. She was the prettiest girl I'd ever seen! Living in the castle is such a cushy lifestyle! I've grown to love the castle.

Stumbling Across a Great-city

While we were on our way, Henry and I decided to go through a town. We got captured and locked in a basement! It's okay, because a boy named Zhan-pole (we call him Beanpole) rescued us. We decided to take him along on our journey; he knew the land well. Once we were back on our way again, we came across the remains of a great-city! We built up some courage, and decided to cut through the ruins. Unfortunetly, it proved larger then expected, and we had to turn around. On the bright side, we stumbled across some pretty impressive artifacts.

For one, I found a Watch. Henry and Beanpole went exploring around the city not too far away from where I found it. They went without me because, well, I guess I'm kind of like a third wheel around them. To get even, I didn't even tell them about my Watch. It's too big for me, so I push it up on my growing biceps. All of this hiding and traveling is hard work!

Secondly, we found a couple of explosive things, kind of like fireworks. They have a little string on them, and when you pull it, it explodes! Also, these metal cylinders that explode when you pull a little finger. Quite curious, I know, but Beanpole thinks they might be usefull. Although they're heavy, he's taking some in his pack. Henry being the copy cat that he is, also took a couple. I refused, however, because they're obviously useless.

In the Den

Ugh, my ankle! I am waiting here in a hut we found on our trip to the White Mountains. Oh, yes, I did say we. Let me tell you the whole story.

I had hidden away a pack to take on my journey the night before I was going to set out on my quest. Unfortunately, my quest did not start out on a good not. I was spotted by my cousin, Henry! Henry and I are notorious enemies. He was staying at my house because his mother passed away, and his dad did not have enough time or energy to raise a boy and work in the fields. I was forced to share my room! So, despite my attempts, he heard me wake early in the morning. Once I, well, I thought it was only me, had retrieved my pack from my secret den, he tackled me. Regretfully, he is stronger then I am, so my anger alone was not enough to pin him this time. He blackmailed me into taking him along on my journey... Oh, Henry...

Although unhappy, I trudged along the alleyways of a town south of Wherton lit by the remaining moonlight. After a while, we started to hear footsteps behind us. Panicking, we broke into a sprint. I tripped on a loose stone and sprained my ankle. Turned out our pursuers were meerly a group of sheep wandering away from the flock. That's what I get for letting Henry come along...

Right now I'm wondering what in the world he's doing. When I woke up this morning, my pack of food was gone, and so was Henry! How could he just run away like that with my food? I bet he diliberately gave a false alarm last night when the sheep were following us. It would've been a smart plan to run away... Why didn't I loose Henry when I had the chance?

Ozymandias

Today I came across a strange Vagrant. He told me his name was Ozymandias. How ridiculous? I know you're wondering what a Vagrant is. It is a person on which the Cap failed, and thier brains go insane. They can't control it, it just happens. Jack almost wanted to be a Vagrant. He thought it might be better to wander as a madman then to serve the Tripods under their control. For, the Tripods needn't consern themselves with the Vagrants, so I can kind of see where Jack is coming from.

Anyway, Ozymandias was whistling a tune, not off-key, like most Vagrants would've whistled. I had been interested in Vagrants since the Capping, and I found myself spending a lot of time wandering around the Vagrant House. This is where I found Ozymandias. I had a lot on my mind, and I figured I could tell him anything. After all, it's not like he would even comprehend a word of it. So I told the odd man about my curiosity about the Tripods. He listened very intently, and after a while started to speak. When he did, it left me in a daze.

He said that I was right to question the Tripods. Although they appear harmless, they really are vile robots. They hunt men like foxes. Humans! They have no mercy, and in some places, they force Capped men into mining metal for their benefit. Remember, the poor people have no control over any of it! Not even their thoughts. Just when I started to think that this man might not actually be a Vagrant, he confirmed my thoughts.

He spoke of a place where men lived free! He called it the White Mountains. He gave me a map and a compass to find my way there. All I had to do was travel south. According to Ozymandias, the trip was going to be long, dangerous, and difficult. Then, he left. I plan to run away from Wherton in one week's time. Maybe someday I'll meet Ozymandias agian in the White Mountains (if I ever make it).