Richard Wilkins.

Of course.

In the course of our research several years ago in our efforts to stop his Ascension, we realized that it was not Wilkins' ancestors who founded Sunnydale, but Wilkins himself. To what end, we could only speculate.

Perhaps now we'll find out.

I suppose Wesley and I shouldn't have been as surprised as we were upon ( Read more... )

Remarkable.

After two days' hike, Wesley and I came upon a small town this morning. As we'd not seen anything like it in our travels, save for the occasional film or television series, we immediately grasped the depth of our predicament ( Read more... )

Ethan. I should have known. Wherever he goes, chaos tends to follow.

In my time as Buffy's Watcher, Ethan Rayne has proven to be the most irritating and unpredictable of foes. Even when he claims to bear an olive branch, one can be sure the tip of said branch has been whittled to a sharp point, to be used whenever your back is turned ( Read more... )

We've not been able to track down the vampire Stone, a lack of progress made even more ominous by his recent lack of activity. Or at least, activity that we've been aware of, which is a possibility I'm loathe to consider ( Read more... )

Riley's investigation into Maddie's death appears to have cemented what was, until now, just a disturbing coincidence.

Buffy had mentioned weeks ago that Maddie had been found in the lot where Glory's tower had once stood. That much we had known and accepted as morbid coincidence. Additionally, most of the clues led nowhere, with nothing ( Read more... )

We received some terrible news yesterday about Xander's girlfriend Maddie.

I must admit to not knowing the young woman as well as I would have liked. We'd had a few chance meetings at the high school, where she taught photography. And there was this Thanksgiving at Buffy's house, when she accompanied Xander to dinner. From all indications, she ( Read more... )

Please forgive me for not having made an entry in so long. Tara reminded me that I had obtained this technological terror when she saw that I'd been maintaining my Watcher diaries in longhand. Heaven forbid I adhere to tradition, after all.

Things have been quiet of late, after several tense weeks revolving around Buffy's search for the vampire ( Read more... )

The vampire attack last Thursday evening at the high school was most disturbing, and I'm afraid it raised a number of questions. Questions that desperately need answering as quickly as possible ( Read more... )

Tonight is the first PTA night of the year here at Sunnydale High, and my first since returning to the position of librarian. While I endured experienced several such events in my first three years here in Sunnydale, it never ceases to amaze me how fraught with anxiety I become. While I have no students of my own, per se, it is a trifle ( Read more... )

I had meant to make an entry in my journal over the weekend; however, an unfortunate case of jet lag prevented me from doing much of anything since my return from England Saturday night.

Perhaps the coven was right. A teleportation spell would have been easier ( Read more... )