annamaria is back writing.
The one thing that bothers me is that she won’t let me look over her shoulder so I don’t know what’s happening with the other characters in my little world.
I do hate the fact I no longer speak like a 21st century teen. I’ve acquired an ancient and archaic way of speaking. I do hope you’re all able to understand me when I talk.
If there’s anything important to report I’ll be right here to tell you, for now I’m going to go stare at the white swans to see if I can figure out their story.