Third page April 10th 2300

Today I had chance to write again, and I’m doing it because two important things happened.

The first one is that I was finally able to do my first black stone shovel, now I’m not working with a shovel made by someone else and I feel a little les bit ashamed of being a digging slave, hahaha.

And Now I can dig faster and better, maybe because I was motivated, or because My body is stronger and I have adapted to digging like a slave.

The second thing that happen was yesterday, after I finished eating Mera came, And I was very happy thinking about the delicious supper that she was bringing, but there was no food that day, she came very sad. She didn’t tell me what had happened, she just came and fell at sleep at my bed, she slept the whole afternoon, and then after she woke up, her eyes were swollen, and she had a long face, then she pinched my shoulder, and punched my chest (the good thing is that she doesn’t hit me that hard).

“Girls wake up in a really weird way”

Then she splashed some water in her face, fixed her hair, and puff her cheeks, after that she pulled one of my boxes near the anvil, and watched my every move as I worked on my shovel with a smile.

I started hitting the black stone harder, and making a lot of noise, but there she was watching my every move making impossible for me to concentrate, it was a lost day, and the unforgivable was that I couldn’t even eat my insects today, I had to comfort myself with some of my dry rations.

“Girls are really annoying,” Is what I though.

I didn’t even notice when she left, she disappeared like a ghost, she didn’t even say good bye.

I started thinking about that weird behavior, maybe she needed something, maybe she came after my blue metal and faked her sleep to take it and make some useless thing like a neck lass or some other useless thing that’s not a beautiful blue shovel.

No,no,no, calm down, she couldn’t know about it, it’s my secret. Well, I turn my place upside down to make sure my piece of metal was still there, and it really was.

Then why did she leave so studently? that was the question.

So, I started looking everywhere, and nothing, maybe I’m just a bit paranoid.

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Fourth page April 11th 2300

Well today I did a lot of things, the first is that I made something that’s not a shovel, I made a pickaxe, while doing it I didn’t feel the same as when I make a shovel, but it’s necessary, I decided to start looking for more blue metal, so that way I can stock a pile, and the rest use it to ask that old man Kartus about it, and in case he takes it from me, I will still have a little. I know, is a master plan, I’m such a genius, hahaha.

Then, I decided to go look for Mera, after meditating all night (well just a little when I was making mi pickaxe) I got a hunch that maybe she just felt bad, and came to run from home or something. So, I also made her a small shovel, the size of a finger, shovels are awesome and she likes small things, maybe she will feel better when she sees a small shovel.

Unfortunately, she wasn’t in her home, and the door to her home was closed, so I had to go back. But on my way back home, I thought, why go, it’s better to go wandering a little, it’s been a while since I went to the store of old lady Rosa, maybe I’m becoming too dependent on Mera.

So, I decided to go to the store and guest what, they had fresh fireflies, and they are Meras favorite dish, maybe I could exchange some for some of my shovels or some mineral.

It’s weird that I think a lot in her.

maybe I just feel guilty for doubting her yesterday.

Yes, that must be it.

A bag with two fireflies cost me six of my shovels, that old lady Rose is a hard nut, she didn’t let me bargain, and didn’t reduce the price by a Sigle bit.

Now back to my home, I still felt a little bad, so as a genius that I am, I decided that the best thing to do right now, was to get distracted.

But I’m still feeling a bit weird and not in the mood for my beloved shovels, so I closed my door, and double chequed the lock.

Then I moved the anvil, and took out the blue metal that I was hiding, and started examining it.

First, I thought it was something really awesome because when I picked it, I felt incredible soft like sand or like the gruel that gramps gave us, and a bit hot. But as soon as I put that fist side metal in the anvil, and give it my first hit, something unbelievable happen, my hammer broke down, well not broke broke, but it chirped a part.

That metal is really weird, how can something so soft become so hard.

It was late so I couldn’t do anything more that day, until tomorrow when I go for a new hammer.

Fifth page April 12th 2300

Today the day went over really fast, or so I felt, because I went for my new hammer that cost me my only shovel made from black stone, and twenty from soft stone, and that old lady didn’t take my word as a guarantee, and made me sign a contract that said that they were to be delivered the next day.

After going one more unsuccessful time to Mera’s house and not finding her. I returned home to finish packing those shovels, and then started making a new one of black stone, but decided to do a little experiment and add a finger of the blue metal to it in the tip, as soon as I finish with its creating and the experiments with the new metal, I will tell you, good night.

By the way, I’m starting to miss Mera, it’s been two days and I haven’t seen her.