Remembrance 134

Dancus Frumac sit on a rocking chair in his new cottage in Lumbridge. Most everything in the world was back in order, ever since the Sea War. Dancus gave a sigh as he looked over at his bookshelf, full of journals in which he had recorded his life since he was only 10 years old, over forty years ago. He got up from his chair and walked over to the shelf, eyeing the first book on the first shelf. It was marked "Edgecamp: 134." Dancus slipped his fingers around the top of its spine and pulled it out. He opened to a random page in the book. The paper was horribly yellowed, the glue had been eaten by rats, and the binding itself was falling apart, but Dancus could still remember the day when he received this, his first journal, from his best friend at a military base just south of the Wilderness. Edgeville was built on top of the base thirty some years later. Dancus turned to the very first page, and he began to read.

"Wow! A journal! Cos just gave me this today for my birthday. Even though he's six years older than me, we're so close that we're like brothers! Well, technically we are. My parents died two years ago in a Zamorakian attack on Varrock. I'm living with my godparents on this military base, they're Captain Herdon Joliss and Fain Joliss. And Cos, the lieutenant captain, is their son!"

Dancus smiled as he read this page. But he realized that by simply reading his journals that he wouldn't get the whole experience. So he sat back down, closed his eyes, and willed himself into his magical black and white world of past sight.