Dream To Death

Who knows where we are, but it’s mainly fog. Like everything except for the ground is fog. Thick soupy fog. I don’t know if it’s ground or floor, though, because I can’t see if there’s a sky or walls, or what. Biter is cool and bumpy around my neck; he’s chill so that makes me…

Creeps Are Creepy But My Hat Is Awesome

So I’ve never been to Port Noonan, but it’s great here! We’re at the pub, and since we haven’t been able to relax and socialize for a while I decide to make it a thing and wear my bird hat, which is awesome. Everyone loves it, everyone can tell I’m someone who calls the shots….although…

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Linnfard The Fool

11am – Breakfast at Willards For the second time on November 11, I get woken up before I’m done sleeping. At least this time the time is two 1’s instead of only 1… 1… on November 11… I think I may still be a little wonky from those mushrooms, but that IS alot of ones,…

Dazed and Confused

Finally finally FINALLY I got to smoke and eat everything I wanted! Unfortunately, a consequence of this (big words makes it seem like you’re actually sorry about things) is that my journal from the last some days – to be specific the 9th and 10th days of November and the first bits of November 11…

Jacob’s Ladder

November 8, 1pm – At Willard’s House. After a fight. Sometimes it’s like outside knows what’s happening inside, and while Edmund and Abby were fighting, the sky got dark again and it started to rain AGAIN. Rouse says that we should go downstairs and eat something, and even though I’m not hungry, I follow everyone…

Biter Lives, Pirates Die

Monday, November 7th, 9am – Just after breakfast at the Douglas house Guess I must have been worn out, because I slept for more than a day! That’s what happens when you work so hard to help your friends and keep them safe, I suppose. We all are sitting around the kitchen table, where I…

Between a Granite and a Hard Place

Saturday, November 5th, 6:30pm at the Elium (Feels WAAAAAY later) Obviously right when we don’t want do anything but lie down and sleep for like, a million years, Linnfard is waiting outside the door of his room to talk to us. I give him my “you better shut up” look, which he doesn’t understand, but…

Broodkeepers and Finger Bones

Willard says I need to be as good at words as I am at tracking, which is pretty good, so basically he means I have a lot of work to do. His favourite words are these ones: aware, observant, and detail-oriented. So for practice on “being perceptive” and on writing, I’m going to journal about…