Entry Number 050603A

Rose shrugged gently, scrolling through the channels without giving it much a thought. "Davshe was a woman not alot of men or women understood. I wish I knew her before she died, or Onre in person and not just from my research. Davshe is.." She waved her hand around, feeling at her stomach as she heard it grumble.

"Davshe was just someone who was torn between two worlds."

I smiled to myself, and continued working. Maybe Davshe was right about doubting the Order. I felt almost connected to her, every time I looked at her picture or thought about that file. I should ask my father about her.