Fourth Sip
[After her conversation with Raine, Maladict is in the library, making careful notes in her journal from an open book in front of her]
January (31)
February (28/29?)
March (31)
April (30)
May (31)
June (30)
July (31)
August (31)
September (30)
October (31)
November (30)
December (31)
7 days in a week. No Octeday. Years are given numbers - not names.
[She lets out a frustrated sigh, it's strange how some names are familiar to her while others are not. Perhaps her world IS linked to this 'Earth' some how. The chances of having two separate worlds sharing a month with as silly a name as 'February' are a million to one. Which, of course, in her world happen nine times out of ten. She taps her pen on the journal for a moment, before dictating]
I'm having trouble pinpointing the exact month we are in. These months have a complicated number of days in them. I understand that we're in your one and only autumn, but that seems to stretch though a number of your months.
...I should really invest in a calendar.
January (31)
February (28/29?)
March (31)
April (30)
May (31)
June (30)
July (31)
August (31)
September (30)
October (31)
November (30)
December (31)
7 days in a week. No Octeday. Years are given numbers - not names.
[She lets out a frustrated sigh, it's strange how some names are familiar to her while others are not. Perhaps her world IS linked to this 'Earth' some how. The chances of having two separate worlds sharing a month with as silly a name as 'February' are a million to one. Which, of course, in her world happen nine times out of ten. She taps her pen on the journal for a moment, before dictating]
I'm having trouble pinpointing the exact month we are in. These months have a complicated number of days in them. I understand that we're in your one and only autumn, but that seems to stretch though a number of your months.
...I should really invest in a calendar.