Meet Tahm-Rayis

Uh, hello.. I mean Tal to you, journal. I'm Tahm-Rayis Aeon. Nice to meet you too, blue-cover journal, sir. *cough*
Welcome to Tahm's Journal of Strange Things!.. *echo* and experiments...well, mostly experiments.
This is me: [ remind me to paste a painting of me  here]. 
No, it's not a carnival painting, that's how I look like. The Priest Kings have graciously gifted me with this odd skin that cannot stand daylight. Much like a vampire, but then again, there are no vampires on Gor. Just plain li'l me. And, no, I don't sparkle. Nanny's gonna be cross with me if she finds out I have been sarcastic towards our Priest Kings... The "blue flame" talk and more such blahblah about how I should respect the invisible beings that might or might not give a flying crap about us. Good thing they can't read thoughts or journals...Otherwise I would have ended up in a pretty blue flame ages ago. Not that it would matter much, I'm cursed anyway...
...and tired. Damn tired of hiding behind dark walls and heavy tents called robes. You might laugh now, journal, but then again you haven't been forced to run inside and hide after a few minutes spent outside in the shade. You haven't been blistering and bleeding and roaring from pain... Maybe I'll throw you into the fire one day so you can also learn how that feels and wipe that annoying grin off of your blue face. I'm sick of it all. I'm not complaining, not at all. It's time for a change, time to use my newly-acquired medical knowledge to cure myself. Wish me luck...