Nov 04, 2011 01:04
[The video feed clicks on and a gray, clenched fist is shown. Letters of a foreign language seem to be creeping over his fingers and back of the hand, and the hand itself seems pretty scratched up.
Seems as if a stubborn troll has spent quite some time scraping his hand against all kinds of rough surfaces. It's now been rubbed raw and stings too much to continue.]
No more than a day has passed and already there is another invasion upon my physical being. I assuming that this writing serves a purpose? It does not hurt, yet, but I would not be surprised if some ridiculous magic causes my hand to disappear this time.
It was a clever trick, but I will not fall for it again. All the same, my skin is stained. How do I remove it.
[The journal spins around, showing a rather angry pair of shades. The displeased expression dulls into a bored look and a frustrated sigh follows.]
For those who might be concerned, for whatever reason, I am fine, now. Lily, I have not seen you since that abrupt and unsolicited chaos and hope that you are fine as well.