Tuesday, February 2nd
6:46 PM
1592

It's frigid tonight. Mine and Nola's little log cabin is holding together rather nicely, though. I'm sure the little spell that Nola did is helping a lot. The wind is howling unbelievably outside. Some of the snow still gets in through the cracks, but it's not really a big deal. It's been a few years since Mom and Dad died. Nola and I are still struggling with our powers. Mom didn't have much of a chance to tell us about them. Or even what we are. I'm so scared. Nola says we'll be fine, but I'm not so sure about that. The storms have been lasting longer and longer. It's getting colder and colder. We had to cut a hole in the roof of the cabin to get out and try and hunt. But it was no use. There's nothing left. It's all frozen. I don't think we're going to make it past this winter.

Friday, March 11th
3:25 AM
1597

We've decided that we need to leave. The winters are only getting worse. We've managed to survive the last few years on what little food we were able to grow and catch in the warm season. But it's not enough. We've booked passage on a boat that leaves in a week. We won't need that much time to pack out things. We haven't got much left. We visted Mom and Dad today. I usually go on my birthday, but it was too cold. We're taking some scrapings from their crosses and putting them in gold capsules. I can't believe I'm sixteen already. Middle aged. But I haven't changed much in the last few years. Neither has Nola. It's really strange. I haven't grown or aged in about four years. But Mom and Dad were the same way. My powers are growing. Dad said they would. And with practise they'd grow stronger and faster by the day. But I don't like using my powers. They make me think of Mom and Dad.

Saturday, March 18th
3:30 AM
1697

I can't sleep again. I havne't been able to sleep for the past week. I can't stand the thought of leaving Mom and Dad. I wish we could take them with us. But Dad would be furious if he know how I'm talking. Show no pain to thine enemy, he would say. And doubt it yourself. If you don't believe you're feeling pain, then neither will they. I don't know why he always says that. I don't care if people see my pain.

This boat is very cramped. Thankfully there's no rats, though. I think it's because we have a few vampires on board. We only see them at night and I have never seen them eat food. And they're really white. They must be vampires. I don't like vampires. I lock the cabin door at night and put out large heavy chest against it so they can't get in. I don't want to be a vampire. I don't like drinking blood.