Quest 011

[primrosella]

[Attempted Private//Woefully Hackable]

The longer I stay here, the stranger things get…and yet, I think I’m almost starting to enjoy get used to life here. It’s not home, but—there are just so many things to see and do, and so many people to meet, and so many things to learn. I wish I could learn them all and tell everyone at home about them. Like Rollerblades! Sam’s showing me how to skate on wheels the way that we would skate on ice back home, and it’s so much fun! I keep falling down, though. My skirts catch in my legs and I trip myself up, and falling on the stone floors hurts more than falling on ice, I think. So I have bruises everywhere, now, but I’m getting better at it. And I want to keep practicing until I get really good at it. It’ll make exploring so much easier and faster if I do.

And speaking of meeting people, there’s a girl here (she says her name is "Archive") who, through magic, is able to know anything that has ever been recorded. I suppose that means she’ll know all of this that I’m writing right now—Hello, Miss Archive! How are you today?—but I don’t think I’ll let that keep me from writing down the things I want to think about or remember. She seems very nice, but a little sad…and considering her job, I’d think she has good reason to be.

Miss Archive suggested I talk to a man named Harry Dresden about magic; that makes the second time I’ve heard that name. Sir Raith mentioned a Harry Dresden once—an adventurous brother who gets himself into a lot of trouble, as he described. I’d wanted to do it myself, the way that Alexander did, but…well, his circumstances were a bit different, weren’t they? Really, he had nothing to lose and everything to gain, so I ought to be a little more careful about it myself, since I do have things to lose. And I suppose it couldn’t hurt to ask, could it? Hm…

I suppose I’m just asking for trouble when I say that there haven’t been many really horrible curses lately, but perhaps the deities running this city have chosen to be merciful for a change? I don’t know.

And of course…as awful as some of the curses have been, some good things have come of them. No dark cloud is without a silver lining, after all. Had it not been for that day of anonymity, would I have ever found out about Oh, if it hadn’t been for that day of anonymity, I wouldn’t have made up my mind to find a girl my age to talk to. Then I might never have met Lily, or read that book she recommended. I might never have…well.

He hasn’t spoken to me in a while. Avoiding me again? I don’t know why, but…nn. I’m still…I don’t know what I am. Confused. Upset. Sad? It’s easier not to think about it, but I can’t run away from it forever. I…

So many things to think about. There are people here that have been here for years, and I’ve only been here a month. This isn’t home, but…maybe I’m starting to like it adapt to the thought of living here for longer than I’d anticipated.

[/Private]


Warden Elections? Voting? How strange that I was just reading about this whole process, and now here it is, coming alive right before my eyes! The book didn't mention anything about wardens, but the principle is most likely the same. It’ll be fun to see how it all works out, I think. Even if it does still seem a bit unfair… I wonder how everyone decided who they were going to vote for…

Also, the water in the bathroom—well, it isn’t water, that’s for certain. It looks like thick cream and it tastes like chocolate and cherries. It’s quite tasty, but it’s not very good for much else!

…Hm. I think this means the dishes might have to wait until tomorrow. And that means more time for reading!