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Day 5 in The Underground The Queen  My new mother, she gave me a journal. It still hurts to write, but it's getting harder not to speak and I am not sure what I can say. They’re very kind to me here. They haven’t yet realized what trouble I am. Asriel has been showing me how to play a leaf from the flowers like a flute. It's kind of fun. I am not good at it. New Father has been asking me if I am feeling alright. I’m not quite sure what to say. I never do. I never feel alright, I feel like an imposter, an intruder. But… They really seem to be happy to have me. I don't know why yet. I’m going to be whatever the

Life is a series of moments, some you never want to forget, and some you wish you wouldn't remember so vividly when all you really want is to sleep. But all of it combines to make a life, and that is a beautiful thing. Please excuse my rambling, but if you are reading this, then you have no room to speak, either you are intruding on a lady’s diary, or I am long gone. Being a mother… how do I even begin to explain? Well, I suppose begin at the beginning, isn’t that what they say? I am… was. I was a queen. And a wife. And a mother. Being a mother is probably the thing I was best at… and even so I am unsure how com