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&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039;Red-stained Diary&amp;#039;&amp;#039;&amp;#039; is a [[Dragonwilds:Lore Scraps|lore scrap]], found on a pile of boxes in [[Dragonwilds:Silverthorn Keep]]&amp;#039;s courtyard before heading up the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;
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==Location==&lt;br /&gt;
{{Map|Red-stained Diary|width=250px|height=250px|zoom=3|center=-32350.346,235251.53}}&lt;br /&gt;
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==Journal==&lt;br /&gt;
{{Journal entry|There are strange visitors to these lands, people I never expected. Unsettling, pale elves who arrive in the night and stay for an evening asking us very unusual questions. I don’t even know why we let them in. It was as if they belonged here… as if they had a right to be here.&lt;br /&gt;
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We spoke of travel and family, of loss and of love. They asked me about the scar on my lip and the way I hold my sword at an angle. I told them about my first crush, even though I’d never shared his name with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;
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Then there was the talk of loss. Loss, like it was happening right then. A bottle spinning, fingers pointing, a choice we never chose to make. We lost someone that night, didn’t we? I don’t remember who, but there’s a hole there where a person should be. A shadow over my memories.&lt;br /&gt;
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A locked room, where no one has the key.&lt;br /&gt;
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I remember laughter, dancing and eyes like perfect rubies sparkling in the dazzling night. I remember his lips on mine, cold and tasting of metal, and then… nothing.&lt;br /&gt;
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Their names. I don’t remember those elven names. You’d think you’d remember something like that. It’s not like we see many elves, not since that bard passed through a while ago. I feel like I should know them.&lt;br /&gt;
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But, like all those empty rooms, somehow, I forget.}}&lt;br /&gt;
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{{Lore Scraps}}&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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