Day Eighty-One And A Half
Dear Diary,
When starting a trek to save the life of your father, Butterfly Babe, and own sweet self, it’s important to fake some excitement. With that in mind, I write the following sentence.
Eidolon Mountains, here I come!
Good fake, me.
This morning, I put on my pink battle leathers and heavy boots. Next I add my ermine cloak, which is soft and warm, AKA perfect for the Winter Realm. Doesn’t hurt that it’s super flattering, either.
Soon Dare and I stand in the Buttercup Forest behind the Summer Palace. Around us, the trees start yapping away. unlike last time, the forest is in a definite mood.
“Run away! Oh wait, we can’t!”
“Can you give us legs this time?”
“Don’t blow up the realm!”
For his part, the prince wears his regular combo of body armor and f
