Day Thirty-Six
Dear Diary,
I wake up to hear someone calling my name.
“Calla! Calla!”
It’s Griff, and he’s really persistent. One might even call him borderline annoying. Then again, what I know about human men is zero. Maybe they all act this way.
Also, this brings up a possible design flaw in my Castle of Badassdom. I didn’t put in sound barrier spells between the tree doors and my bedroom.
Something to fix later.
Rolling onto my back, I listen to Griff and frown. My brain is too sleepy to think about anything, though. I check my wall clock.
8 am.
Who wakes up this early anyway?
“Calla! Calla!”
Griff really has a set of lungs on him. Padding across my room, I open my ley door a crack. To Griff, this will appear as if the maple tree before him changes. Specifically, the bark ge
