Ugh...

Somedays I swear they're trying to kill us.

[couple of coughs]

And I'm sick of losing all my hard work. [sigh]

At least I made it out ok.

I'm afraid I'll have to postpone any sewing endeavors until the weather becomes more predictable. These little quakes are rather good at surprising me, I'd have gotten myself with a needle a few times already if not for my thimble. My apologies, Grell.

I wonder what they're up to now... Though knowing them it's going to be riddled language until we ( Read more... )

I'm getting really sick of this prison. At least the house I was stuck in back home was bigger than one room.

Anyone else want tea? I believe it's vanilla black.

I just realized I've been here over a year...

A year since I've had to stay up all night to deal with ghosts, or worry about ridicule from the town.

A year since I lost Vincent.

I wonder if I've changed at all. Hard to think of anyone staying static in this place.

Well, there goes my library. I may be able to salvage some of my wardrobe but so many of my books are ruined.

I wonder how long it'll be before I find another English copy of Cyrano.

Also, what's with the owls being unusually silent about our sudden rise in sea level?

Best egg I've found yet. It has a Cadbury Creme egg in it.

CADBURY CREME! With caramel filling! I've missed these things so much.

As for the others... the jellybeans were ok, but the one that made a sound like an airhorn when I cracked it open? Not cool.

That past week was... unpleasant. My life was solitary enough without all of the people being removed. And then being reminded that he's not coming back. That was the worst feeling of all.

Odd as it may sound, it's nice to be here again. Maybe I'm just trying to escape something inevitable.

All is well in the skies tonight. It makes me happy to be able to report such good tidings, as I know the kingdom of Eins will flourish because of it.

My duties have made it difficult to enjoy the festival. Perhaps I'll find the time soon enough to go, it'd be nice to get out of the tower for a spell.

Also, I seem to be missing a locket. I hope I ( Read more... )

Hm... judging by everyone's clothing, including my own, I'd say... 1940s. Not the best time fashion wise, what with the fabric restrictions and all. And the uniform cuts, ugh. This sailor dress isn't too terrible, and the beret is a nice touch.

In any case, I wonder if we're supposed to be in a specific country or just an amalgamation. I can't ( Read more... )

I'd say that this is ridiculous, but with Sieben I should've expected something like this. My home is made of ice, all my extra clothes are gone, and I molted yesterday. The wing covers help, but... I hate being a crow. Hate it.

At least I'm somewhat used to this, growing up in New England and all. And the food's still here.

Now to find something to ( Read more... )