I’ve begun what I can only hope are writing lessons from this Codex. I feel like I am a child again, doing lessons, writing down my subjects into those blue copybooks. I went to school with the other children, but I had to endure extra lessons when I returned home. Once in a while Father would forget, and that old blue book would stay locked away. When I was younger I would go out of my way to remind him. That didn’t last long.

Some of my fondest memories were learning at school, with other children who undoubtedly had a much more normal childhood. I was especially fond of English (haha) and History. I was fascinated with the Sciences, but did not excel in them.

I am somewhat concerned that I chanced upon nothing more than a child’s textbook, and not the key to the gahrohevtee, but I’ll know soon enough. These lessons may take a long time. The D’ni must had other resources to learn from besides a book. There must be something I can do to increase the speed of this learning. Somehow it feels as if this will not be enough.

No, I must remember Rule 27; I cannot harbour self-doubt. I have come an incredible distance already. Soon Phase 1 will begin.