Oct 16, 2011 12:57
[The feed starts with a crash, though the impact is rather muffled. It sounds as though the journal fell on grass, with perhaps a small rock or two, but it's hard to tell for certain. The whole view being blocked by stained blue and white armor doesn't help.]
...Well, that could have gone better. Perhaps if I waited more time between the spells- No, that'd ruin the effect...
[The armor finally moves away, as Cecil sits up and turns around and- oh. Of all the times for the journal to turn on, and of all the times for him to be dishevelled and dirty.]
Lovely. I hope not too many of you were paying attention, though I'd not bet on that.
[He grabs the journal and closes it.]
cecil likes the forest,
even dirt cannot hide the pretty,
experimenting with magic,
enjoying himself more than he sounds