Numenera - Oreo's Journal

We are searching the den of Dew and having mind thoughts of its evil. There is a dead Dew here and a living Dew outside with Haro. How could such a thing be? The living Dew is clearly wrong in some way. As we are searching, the wrong Dew bursts into the den, picks up a claw tool and attacks Haro. Ilo sees this and tries to hold Dew in their strong paws but Dew squirms away like a slither analogue. Silvani cunningly reveals a hidden room beneath the den and Ambrose takes hold of Dew and puts it on the ground. Haro tries to take the metal claw but is hurt and my heart cries out in alarm. I quickly wrap a fur around Haro's paw to stop her losing her life power.  Ambrose angrily shoves Dew into the hidden room as Silvani nimbly avoids being squashed. Ilo tries to calm the foolish creature but its weak mind does not respond to his speech sounds. Finally, after much foolish behavior the wrong Dew becomes calm and listens to kind and patient Ilo.  Haro decides to look in the other ro...

Things are strange here in this people den, very different from the wild spaces. We are outside the room of many rotten tools when we hear an animal scream. We move to search out this new thing and discover some tracks in the cold white blanket. The animal that made these tracks uncovered one of their walking paws as they traveled and I scent hardened fur on the air. Ambrose tells me that this thing is called leather.  Ambrose is still flying in the air like a wing analogue and I am holding him steady. His speech sounds are angry and I know he would rather have his paws on the earth. Silvani has joined us, he is speaking happily about simple things, his sound box is never far from his paws. He makes sync sounds from it that tell of many mind meanings and heart feelings. Silvani tells me that this thing is called music.  As a pack we follow the tracks to a water space. Ambrose calls it a lake. Three animal people start to emerge from the water and make many foolish speech sound...

All that follows is written in Oreo's own script, in a notebook given to him by the Nano Haro, in a written language that he has created that only he understands. The characters of his words range from simple scratch like marks to animal paw prints, facial expressions, pictograms and other abstract markings. The flow of the writing starts a the top left corner of the page and proceeds left to top in a diagonal fashion. ( '//, ) I thought I was the only animal like me left. My parent, who came before and named me is long gone. They showed me the way of the wild spaces and taught me how to live and grow strong, to jump and climb and swim. They also taught me to make speech sounds, to make myself known and to know them in turn. And, they gave me my name sound. They told me my sound was the same as a delicious food from the first world. They taught me what it meant to be pack, that I was them and they were me and when we shared food we stored it in each others bodies,...