Those fairy things were troublesome, but they remind me of the imps from back home. I suppose if a magician ordered an imp to capture his enemy's teeth, it would happen.

... As to why a magician would want to exact that sort of revenge, I have no bloody idea. But there were some bizarre ones to be found in London, so.

In the space of a few short weeks, the City has become no more than a prison to me again.

The ticking has returned in full and that, along with the silence next door and in this apartment, is more hellish than any curse.

I am the only one left from my world, now.

... I suppose someone will have to take care of Ptolemy's cat. Tameri, was it?

I wonder why she hasn't shown up until now. Admittedly, it was a bit of a shock at first, but I find it a comfort to see her again, despite... the last time our paths had crossed. I am grateful that she harbours no hatred for me, but perhaps that is because she doesn't know that I am at fault for her untimely... yes ( Read more... )