I didn’t do much today. I went from hanging out with Azrezel, to hanging out with Tiddol, to hanging out with both. I just wanted to take a break and get my mind off of everything that has happened recently, that and working myself constantly these last few days has mentally exhausted me.

Azrezel and I talked about little of consequence while he worked to rebuild his army. Both of us wanted to get our minds off of everything. So we talked about things like the weather, music, and foods that we wanted to try fried.

It snowed today, and for the first time all year, I let it stick to the ground.

I cried on Tiddol’s shoulder, and she cried on mine. We had both watched as the place we had met was destroyed, her able to do even less than me. We had both watched as the bushes that had grown from the seeds she gifted me were raided and burned. She told me about how she was happy that her kids were with Par on the front line, because it means they didn’t need to see their homes destroyed in front of them.

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We cried until she fell asleep in my arms, and then I sat there holding her until she woke up again.

At that point we had to get food. I might not need to eat, but her squishy fleshy body needs sustenance in order to survive. Azrezel was the one who ended up cooking for us, though I made the necessary tools for it. We ate some really tasty meat, no one asked where it came from.

We spent the rest of the day playing board games, nothing too intense or in depth. We ended up playing a cooperative game about growing a tree as tall as possible, involving a real seed that we had to supply ourselves. It was odd, and wildly inaccurate, but it was fun.

Before I sign off for the day I should mention that I am going to reach the nearest ocean here in a couple days. I’m looking forward to it.

Anyway, Good Night Diary.