Today I continued working on the puppet, with progress being slow and steady.

Willow brought me something she made today. She had somehow managed to catch lightning in a bottle. The way she did it was mildly interesting. After many experiments next to a nearby river, that is not yet part of my grove, she discovered that when lightning struck the sand around it the sand turned to glass. After a lot of trial and error, she managed to get the lightning to form a crude bottle when it struck. While it did that she just had to do something with her mana, it wasn’t clear what, and the lighting would be trapped, albeit significantly weakened. She liked throwing the bottles in the air and hitting them with a stone, saying ‘I like the pretty lights’.

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I’m stunned by her development, not just magically, but also emotionally. It wasn’t too long ago that she would have bouts of fear regarding the world around her, and all the unknowns it contains. But today it either didn’t happen a single time, or she’s gotten really good at hiding her fear.

Tiddol told me that they have started to pack up to head out to the city and that they will be leaving for the city tomorrow. Willow practically begged them to let her come, so for a while, it will just be me, Par, and his tribe. It’s been awhile since they left, maybe Mest ran out of materials for his experiments, whatever they are.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.