— 15th of Morning Star, 2E 561
A week ago Zuuk flourished. Today, only I remain.
I watched helplessly as family and friends wither away from this terrible plague. Am I immune? Is it only a matter of time before I succumb? I’m giving up this journal.
— Date uncertain. How many years? Dismayed and angry.
Dominion troops moved into the nearby ruins and have disturbed the ashes of my people! I must confront them. I’ll demand they respect the dead. Whatever they seek, they won’t find it in the remains of Zuuk. May the plague strike them down for their trespass!
