*The drawing of a rather crooked leg is above the text on the page....Guess she didn't know where to begin.*
As it were in my last diary I told about a hammer falling on my foot and having to limp around. Well looks like my limp is permanent... The healers said all they could do was help it heal faster but not matter how they would move it, it would end up healing wrong leaving me with a limp. They did the best they can to leave me with as minimal crippling as possible, but its still an evident falter in my walk. Not that this could bother my pride I feel slightly like my Aunt Anna having to bear the two scars on her face. This is what I must bear as her... Though this will greatly effect my hunting and fighting skills. I'm pretty much having to re-teach myself basic moves to account for the limp. I've become less silent as I track animals. I don't how I'll do it, but possibly I'll be near the same place I was before that damned hammer of fate landed on my foot...
*The script Anna writes in is rather noble looking, but contains sharp edged 'S's, 'P's, and 'Y's denoting she writes fast and has much anger... Probably because of her situation or even something deeper.*
