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He watch's me. He knows I'm typing about him. He knows that I know about him. I am aware that nothing can hide within his line of sight. He knows that I cant beat him. I know that there is nothing in this mortal world that can actually harm him, or even kept him at bay. I know that there is nowhere on this planet that I can hide from him. Even my own memories offer no safety. Anywhere where you see his name he can appear. Reading his name even once is enough, and I am aware that damn well nearly ever human being on the planet has read something with his name in it at least once in their lives'.

Yeah, as you can tell, I've been reading TOO many damn creepypasta's as of late. So much in fact, that I decided to write my own. Though yes, I am aware of the fact that this journal entry most likely will not be read by anyone else; or if it is read, then no one will comment on it. But hey, got to give it a shot, right? Anyways, for anyone reading this, if you got any links to a good creepypasta or two, please send me a link in the comments section.

I am the Nightwatcher.
I lay awake while the world around me sleep.
The night, moon, and stars are my only company.
The darkness my only love.
The time ticks by, yet I feel just as fine.
For I am the Nightwatcher.
He who knows not sleep.
He who does not sleep.
Who is eternally awake in the hours of thy night.
He whom watches over all who sleep.
He who is ready to protect those under his watch.
And fight whatever may lay hiding in the darkness of night.
For I am the Nightwatcher.
And this is my mantle.

That which has once huanted my dreams at night
Now I seek for.
I wacht, I Seek it out, I desire it.
Yet nothing can sait this hunger.
No agony nor horror can fill this void that I feel.
I search for others like it and yet they too are not enough.
I can not take my mind off of it.
No action nor destraction
Can lift it from my mind.
What is this void that I feel which only the things of nighmare can even affect?
Is it madness?
Or is it the veil which hide my dreams from me finaly lifting?
Now I must search
For that one thing
Which will fill that void in my mind
And give birth to horrors
Which will plauge the realm of dreams.
Blackenning it until only darkness remains
And the things which dwell in it
Which we are too afreid to meet.

Well I've been killing myself today tring to darw a damn Icosikaihexagon in Google SkechtUp. I'm not done, but I think I'm about half way done with it. I'm using it as a base for for an 3d image of a Trideck artifact. Well better get back to work.

Well I desided that before I go back up to New York tomorrow, I was going to do something here. Yeah, so I going up to vist my dad for 3 weeks. I'm happy that I'm going back home, but I am also sad. Mainly becuase I'm going to miss my dog. Well, while I still have a chance to post some things and tell some news. For those wondering, Nova's Story is going to happen, It's that I'v ran into some diffacult things along the way, But my best geuss is that chapter 2 of Nova's Story will be posted somewhere in the up coming 3 weeks. Expect more things to come from me soon; very soon.