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Portuguese man-of-war Session 59

    Day 313

    Thought I'd write my thoughts, this morning. Although often pleasant, they are rarely so inspiring. See, yesterday I decided that it was time for a change, and here I am, mind all set on one already. Cool, huh? Oh, sure, it looked discouraging there for a while. I mean, I thought it would be a nice bit of symbolism if I had that lie detector spell removed to signal my grand new direction in life. It was fun while it lasted, though. So with these thoughts in mind, I approached Riftvan Vetch, as he was the only resident expert in Fairy Magic, and I had reasons for not looking elsewhere. Martin has explained to me that I was misguided in my attempt to put Ariana at ease, but this information came too late to prevent a quick trip to the Surface King, who didn't really help but managed to convey to me precisely why he has not his son's respect. So I trump Laughter, an action which I had seriously attempted to avoid, and I can't quite bring myself to ask her to drop everything and come to Amber to remove a spell to which I'd become accustomed anyway. I mean, it was just a passing fit of symbolism to begin with, nothing which warranted this much bother, and another gesture would serve just as well. But I got her curiosity up, so she trumps me back, and I end up dining with her, Lyss, Felix, and Foster in her shadow home (odd place that, but the flowers were nice). Foster makes an ass of himself, giving me a break for an evening, and all parted amicably. Felix has forgotten or forgiven his complaint to my person, and I ignored our hostess admirably. But this is the thing. All of them were in school. Felix and Laughter were going to college and working on degrees. I'm still not clear on that, but apparently it's esteemed, and their interests seem worthy. This gave me the thought. It's been boiling in my head for a while now, ever since my talk with Random over the whole trial business. The surfacers seem prone to irrationality, and no one seems inclined to correct this trait. I shall take it upon myself to learn how to assist them in regaining their senses. And the first thing which I must do this fine morning, my new symbolic gesture, is to make peace with Ariana. Then I'm going to set about some preventative measures so that she'll have no cause to regret any future rash actions.


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