![]() I feel a need to document my tribulation for I fear that my memory will fail me if I linger. No matter what the professor is keeping from me, the dig should yield something interesting to take back to London and the British Museum. Tomorrow, I shall lead the men into the ancient structure, hoping to reach the burial chamber. The professor was confident it was the tomb we sought and ordered the others to clear the way - late into the dark cold night. Later that evening, we uncovered a passage beneath the dunes leading to a sand-covered stone structure. An interesting story in its own right, but I can't help feeling there's more. When I asked him about the tomb again, he told me about the legend of Tin Hinan, "the mother of us all". How Professor Herbert managed to find the location in these vast plains of nothingness remains a mystery to me. The unflinching African sun has continued to plague our expedition, making it impossible to dig until dusk. I did the right thing.ĭiary Algeria (1/3) 16th of May 1839 I knew it was my purgatory - hellfire made to wash away my sins. You think I was afraid fleeing Brennenburg? Quite the contrary. Should kill them all, burn this castle to the ground!.There is nothing left, everything is gone!.That taste, that fragrance, Damascus rose!.Don't forget, don't forget! I must stop him! Focus! My name is. Don't forget, some things mustn't be forgotten. ![]() 5.10 Letter Regarding the Discovery of an Orb.5.4 Regarding Closing of the Wine Cellar. ![]()
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