August 30th, 1800.
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It happens every time I take public transport.
From station to station, each hour a day, I've become so used to listening to others' conversations that I almost feel as if I'm part of their lives. And yet, I feel like a stranger, the sole Burmecian in the crowd of humans.
They look at me and I look back at them. Some of them want to get rid of me, but they won't say the words or actually do anything. They really want me to leave this place, to jump out of the window even, but without me and people like me, who else would rebuild a large portion of Lindblum? It's as if they refuse to acknowledge our importance to the constitution of their kingdom, as if only they exist in their small little world and we, well, we're just here taking up space, taking their jobs, eating their food and marrying their wives.
No, I'm not alone. Or maybe I am. I see no one else like me in this air cab. The walls are closing in as more people get inside and I can't even breathe right. All I want is to go home, but I hear everything, all the miseries.
These days, everyone wants to buy a piece of land and they fight like street dogs, it's a bloody mess, but living in the city isn't great either. Someone's cousin got stabbed in the main square, he lost his wallet and almost a kidney, god. A person wearing an overcoat comments on how filth the streets of Little Burmecia are, and I agree with him, although he also said that our women should be castrated because they only give birth to criminals and whores, which makes me want to leave my seat to cover his face with a beating until his white skin turns red, but that would prove the bastard's point so I refuse to leave my seat. In silence, I offer my condolences to a nine years old child I never heard about, but a sobbing woman struggling to stand up says that they died of tuberculosis. Damn, at such a young age...
When I get to my stop, a fat man with a big pimple on his nose enters the air cab and talks enthusiastically about the Hilda Garde IV and how said airship will be powered by an enhanced steam engine, but I honestly don't care if I'll never ride it.