Entry 1: I have been back at the White Raven sanctuary for a week now, and things are going well. I have shaken off the influence from the Ender Pearl, I don’t hear its voice in my head anymore. There is a terrible thunderstorm overhead right now, much like the one when I first found that damn Pearl. I am not worried though, it is gone for good, I threw it into the lava of the flying citadel . I don’t know exactly how long I was stumbling around while under the Pearl’s influence, but I have estimated it to be around a month. I found shrines to Iblees with my handwriting, and I have no mem ory of making them. I tore them down, 3 in all, but I don’t know if there are more. That is NOT the man I am, and I am confident I have the mental capacity to resist such a posession in the future. I will begin keeping journals every now and then so I can reflect on them, and if my behavior becomes eratic, the writings should give me and others warning. I am Dagoth Agahnim, I am proud to be a Dragoon, and prouder still to be my own man.