I like
blood.
I don't know what's gotten into me these past few weeks, but all of a sudden, I've been getting cravings for
blood.
No, not like those vampires and stuff, I don't want to drink any
blood.
But rather, I want to see it spilled.
Spilled on the ground...

Spilled on the walls...

Spilled in the water...

Spilled on our beasts...

Spilled on our enemies...

Spilled on our dead...

I want to see suffering, and plenty of
blood.
Especially for that guy who has 8 children (Only Armok knows how his wife managed to bear so many)
But of course I can't let any other dwarf know.
So I'll be stepping down from my position for now.
So I won't draw too much attention anymore.
I want to stand at a side and just watch...
At least for now.
But for whoever is the next fort overseer, I'll leave them a little drawing I made.
Not like he's going to understand it or anything, but it's always good to keep em' guessing.
But all I can say is that I'm sure...
That it will bring lots of
blood.