July 10, 1815
Fourth Entry
For a good 27 days I have not touched any opium. If Father Cillian hadn't…
March 1, 1815
Tenth Entry
Cillian, my dear friend! This will probably be my last entry. I know of your…
February 22, 1815
Ninth Entry
Your filthy son of a bastard! I thought yesterday evening that the hole into which…
February 21, 1815
Eighth Entry
Tok... Tok... Tok... I'll close my eyes. I can still hear the movement of the…
February 13, 1815
Seventh Entry
The rain in London has never really bothered me before. Quite the contrary! I love…
December 10, 1814
Sixth Entry
I lost myself in research. Searching for recognition and advancement. A quest to which I…
December 8, 1814
Fifth Entry
Slendish crap! My investigations are blown! The direct confrontation with inmate S-623 now forces me…
April 19, 1814
Third Entry
Imust have been blind. I still wonder what I was thinking, seeking affection from an…
March 28, 1814
Second Entry
I just can't understand it - were the last months with Rose just a dream?…
October 29, 1813
First entry
She's still in the infirmary. Rose, I can't get her name out of my head.…
