Greetings once more journal!! I have returned in order to write down the most current events.

Where shall I start within today.. Ah right! I shall first write down of the events that have accrued at Charlie's home.

First- Macy had been acting strange. We soon found that she had been holding in unbearable stress and has anxiety. Always constantly fearful she shall wake up to hear one of us had been killed. I am not to surprised since that sort of thing does happen here. We comforted her and helped her to feel better. It all turning into a highly enjoyable pillow fight!!

And not in order to brag but- I indeed won by a landslide.

Also- when we were searching for the "Thing that people put water in to heat up said water" in order to make the "Thing people drink" I had searched Charlie's bushes and just...

She has souls in jars and human skin lying around.. I released the souls. Though I still have many unanswered questions about all I saw.

I also found she has a sentient candle friend.

Speaking of strange friends Charlie had been speaking to rocks, me and Isky grew very concerned. So we set of on a journey to find a magical clock that could fix her insanity!! The only issue is.. the clock is kept in a dark dangerous woods.

Isky and I both wished to go alone- in order to protect the other. In the end I gave in and allowed Isky to go.. but of course I did not actually. I put on my hooded robe and followed them as a dark shadow!! Like that I saved them from a wolf attack and then from quick sand.

Though eventually I lost track of them and I got cornered by the very same wolves, they teared of my hood just as Isky found and helped me, showing who I truly was. They became injured so I helped them and we both apologized we left the woods!!

We then fixed Charlie's Walking.. but the rock thing has not changed. Meaning that... the rocks do actually speak-
After all of that I forced Isky to go rest.

It all makes me truly realize.. though I am fairly sure I shall always come back from death. I cannot go Willy milly within that- I see that it hurts my friends.. And I cannot allow that.

Oh right!! Before all of that had taken place. Mothy, the moth whom was set on my murder. Came by once again attempting to kill me, I challenged him to a duel. If I won he would have to leave me alone, if he won he could kill me.

Luckily! I won, but not without a bullet in my chest- I had to chug down strong healing potions so I would not die, causing me to heal around the bullet. So now it is sort of merely.. there. It is quite a bit uncomfortable but I shall live.

Mothy also told me of chicken nuggets.

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I also must say, I have written all of this from inside a locked large chest. I.. Do not wish to write down how I have got here as I truly wish to forget. It is embarrassing.

Unfortunately my satchel is still inside of my room since I did not take it with me to the woods. And my satchel holds my communicator.. I have got seeds and water in the chest though!

I now merely wait here with my thoughts.

What are my thoughts?

I have been thinking of magic a lot. It is everywhere. And I must say I am NOT jealous. No, not all! For magic is not that truly amazing. No, it is not.

I am annoyed by how everything is magic.. and the things that are not magic people feel the need to pretend as if they are!!

Non-Magical things are indeed cool and beautiful as well!!!

Magic this, along with magic that.
Magic, magic, magic-

If I had magic, I could blow up this chest most likely. But I do not wish I could have magic, not one bit.

I am perfectly happy in this chest as well!! I wish to be here. No magic needed. I enjoy this plane, non-magical, chest. I have got my seeds and water, nothing else is needed.

I do not need any of that magic. Or help at all!! I enjoy it here.

Indeed.