[ It's midway into dinner preparations when Alf opens the journal for some noise; it's shortly after when he decides to do small talk. ]

It snowed again, today. Maybe it's just me, but there's something about the blanket of white that calms the mind. Not to mention, you can do a lot with all that snow.

Is everyone enjoying the weather?

[ Several books in tow, Alf can be seen making his way to the library, clad in a white uniform he's been wearing often this past week. When he reaches his destination, he sets the books onto a table in the corner and pulls out another from a nearby bookshelf. He returns to the table, seats himself and reads. He eventually opens another book for ( Read more... )

[ This is it. He's out of that stifling costume. So let's get to writing while his hands are free. ]

[ written ]
Good evening, residents of Luceti. Pardon me, but if I may have a moment of your time, do any of you like tea?

[ action ]
[ Some minutes after the question for the masses, Alf heads outside. Only he's not in his usual attire, and ( Read more... )

[ By the very tree his friend had run into some three weeks ago, Alf is engaging the squirrels in conversation. He looks noticeably concerned over whatever it is that they're discussing. Fitting, considering today's weather. ]

So he hasn't been around . . .

[ A quick word of thanks, and he heads off down the path. On his way across a bridge, he ( Read more... )