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<div class="section-text"><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>It's happening, it's happening! Tonight's the night Mr. F said we should meet.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>I'm a little scared, but I know I shouldn't be scared, 'cos what's there to be frightened of anyway?</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>All the dreams said it would turn out all right, and I believe Mr.F when he said I can be the best, best, best fisherman in all of Quill.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>Still, he is a Fel Fae, and they say you can't trust them. That they're tricksters and shapeshifters and bad things happen when you talk to them.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>But that's just stories to scare kids straight, and Twig ain't a kid anymore. I'm all grown up!</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>Even grown-ups get scared going into old mines, though. Got the key and the lantern ready but might have to take a few swigs of starshine before I go in.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>Just in case I never make it back, I want to ask whoever finds this to give my belongings as an Offering to the Goddesses.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>Tell them I didn't mean to do anything bad. Oh, and tell them not to bring me back as a moth as I hate bright light.</div></div> | <div class="section-text"><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>It's happening, it's happening! Tonight's the night Mr. F said we should meet.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>I'm a little scared, but I know I shouldn't be scared, 'cos what's there to be frightened of anyway?</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>All the dreams said it would turn out all right, and I believe Mr.F when he said I can be the best, best, best fisherman in all of Quill.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>Still, he is a Fel Fae, and they say you can't trust them. That they're tricksters and shapeshifters and bad things happen when you talk to them.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>But that's just stories to scare kids straight, and Twig ain't a kid anymore. I'm all grown up!</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>Even grown-ups get scared going into old mines, though. Got the key and the lantern ready but might have to take a few swigs of starshine before I go in.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>Just in case I never make it back, I want to ask whoever finds this to give my belongings as an Offering to the Goddesses.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>Tell them I didn't mean to do anything bad. Oh, and tell them not to bring me back as a moth as I hate bright light.</div></div> | ||
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Latest revision as of 10:29, 29 August 2025
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Twig's Torn Out Diary Note
It's happening, it's happening! Tonight's the night Mr. F said we should meet.
I'm a little scared, but I know I shouldn't be scared, 'cos what's there to be frightened of anyway?
All the dreams said it would turn out all right, and I believe Mr.F when he said I can be the best, best, best fisherman in all of Quill.
Still, he is a Fel Fae, and they say you can't trust them. That they're tricksters and shapeshifters and bad things happen when you talk to them.
But that's just stories to scare kids straight, and Twig ain't a kid anymore. I'm all grown up!
Even grown-ups get scared going into old mines, though. Got the key and the lantern ready but might have to take a few swigs of starshine before I go in.
Just in case I never make it back, I want to ask whoever finds this to give my belongings as an Offering to the Goddesses.
Tell them I didn't mean to do anything bad. Oh, and tell them not to bring me back as a moth as I hate bright light.