Day Forty-Two and a Half
Dear Diary,
Leaving the Pixieland Citadel should be easy. Notice my use of the word should in that sentence.
That’s not how things turn out.
I select ley lines for my Castle of Badassdom. Instead the door swings wide to reveal the sign for Glover’s Hollow. It’s nighttime and not raining, so I’ve got that going for me. Otherwise, one thing is clear. I’m off my game. I haven’t screwed up the doors in the Pixieland Citadel since I was nine years old.
Dare follows me to Earth and the infamous Glover’s Hollow sign. “I was hoping this would happen.”
“Really?”
“Yes. I saw your castle. Now, I should like to explore the forest surrounding it as well.” He offers me his arm. “Care for a walk, Milady?”
Every once in a while, Dare acts super formal and courtly with me.
