Right!! So it has been a tad bit of time since I have done a proper entry.. so I best get to that.
And as always, a lot has happened.

Where shall I begin, well... Right! I best write this bit down, to get it off of my chest in a sort of way.

I have made a friend by the name of paradox, Metaphor and Idiom! I believe they are sort of... three people stacked into one? The thing is that I was not meant to know that I's name was- I merely found out when they turned into a child and such.

Ah, I am getting ahead of myself-
Back to my topic, Idiom had come over offering some tea for a nice time! I had been quite surprised and honestly delighted! That was until I had actually drank the tea to find that it was poisoned to make me pass out. And that they had been working with parrot to steal my essence that allows me to always get back to life.. so they could kill me for good.

Perhaps I should of seen it coming.. despite that, I still honestly felt incredibly betrayed.
A g a i n.

Soon as they had taken my essence Paradox died. I learned that doing that magic causes the user to die.. I am unsure how to feel of that.

And then parrot attempted to drown me with a tea kettle.

I feel a tad bit silly writing this, but I was terrified. Because I could.. would of been dead, I do had not managed to call G on my communicator then that would of just been it.
Done, no more. It is strange.. facing actual death. The idea of paying the price that is death.. and dealing with the consequences of having cheated it so many times before.

Fishy came within time, before I drowned, and helped me, Parrot still did not go without a fight but nobody died. After a big blast of magic from them I believe I had blacked out or something of the sort.

The next thing I am able to clearly recall is regaining my essence from Paradox! Who had used my essence to revive themselves. They were truly apologetic and Parrot had indeed tricked and used them.. so I gave them forgiveness!

They soon turned into a human child with no memories of what had happened. I was very tired at this point, more emotionally exhausted. And granted, scared. No amount of tapping my mask made the fear go away.

I powered through, within my stubborn abilities. Me and the child I had named 'Little Pear' went exploring around the poultry cave and then settled down, I gave them ice cream.

Charlie later came by, she had me have some drinks with her because I had been stressed and exhausted. The next thing I am able to clearly recall is feeling horribly sick, Charlie and Fishy also being sick. Having the two sit down and rushing of to pull my friend Min from a river.

Poultry senses allow me to know things-

I had them leave, I did not wish for them to leave. I was begging within myself for them to stay, I had not wished to be alone. My call was answered and Fishy stayed with me.

Still.. I cannot bring myself to enjoy tea. And I love tea!! It is delicious and amazing! And warm and comforting, but I cannot use a kettle without juts feeling as if I am drowning!! and that I am to die permanently!! I have always hated water, and even worse the idea of drowning-
I am truly frustrated. It is difficult to drink tea as well, I do indeed love and miss it so! So! So much!! I have attempted to ignore it but..

Coffee is less painful.

It does feel nice to write that down, now what else has happened..

Right! Indeed, before that. I had gone into the poultry cave with Macy and Isky searching for my missing seeds. We found the cause that was squirrels living underground that worship people who come from above. And then they seem to... eat said people?? In order to gain their "power??"
We ran, leaving the seeds behind.

I have many questions.

And then.. what else. Ah!! I had met my friend Glitchy once again! I had truly missed her, we drank coffee together!

And I also reunited with Sukie!! We spoke and laughed, she had been wishing to know where she had come from.. Sadly I lacked the answer to that.

Me and Humhy accidentally made a sheep that changes colors.. I had heard an old legend of a sheep named "Jeb_" so I said we shall name a different sheep that as well!! It began actually turning rainbow! So we brought it to Charlie in order to un-Jeb the poor cloud horse.
Charlie has us get rid of the could horse's wool.. forever. We had not known her magic water we used to wash the colors off the sheep would do that.

Speaking within that thought of Charlie. It has finally been understood! Why she was the way she had been, we got rid of her magic and so she was free to be herself and act as she wishes. She now can been kind and it is truly nice!! Though strange..
She still wishes for her magic back, but knowing it hurts her I refuse to allow that to happen.
And granted, it also truly hurts others..
Healing magic cannot heal the sort of hurt. She is unable to walk without her magic though.. so we are working to fix that.

Speaking of magic.. Ah, magic.
I wish I had magic, I am unable to hold and harness magic within me and I dislike it. Magic is constantly all around, below, and above me!!
It is so confusing to me, and I believe if I had magic I could do so much more! And protect others much easier.  Along with healing and just so much!!!
And but, I am merely here. No magic at all.

I had also met a new person while doing my scooping around. His name was V, I believe. V had been angry for his friends from his village were all stolen. He has a strong "no questions" policy. Since nobody even asked his villager friends questions, they merely took them away without consideration.

I have learned I am quite bad at not asking questions, I must get better at that before I speak with him once more.

During some point- Sea Fish had her memories stolen by parrot and was told to kill me.
Luckily I managed to stop her- and she has got her memories back now!!

Memories- right indeed!!

Mothy threw a dead chicken at me, it had been covered in.. sauce.. I fail to understand why though. Just- why!? A funeral was going to be had- but parrot came by and took the dead chicken to......eat....... in trade for Sea Fish's memories.

And then Mothy came and sailed that he will be attacking me every Friday because there had been a time where I egged him.
Mothy has taken my home once before- and I am a tad bit fearful of what they are planning now.

Oh well?