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Dear Diary, I am feeling very warm and squirmy inside, and for good reasons. The day that I never thought would arrive has actually come; my little brother and I are friends again. Being the sister of a transgender boy was something I was never ready to deal with, but…

Dear Journal I have reached a critical point in my life right now, I succumbed to impulses that, up until three months ago, I never realized I had. Ever since the Jess-Embargo first began when we were in third grade which preceded the both of us being pulled out of…

Dear Journal, Under advice of Uncle Silver Dart — the one from Mina’s Neverzone– I should jot down my feelings regarding the new direction my life has taken. I guess it all started a couple of months ago, on Polaris. Nicole’s adoptslv, Becky, was given a special birthday party, as…

Dear Journal, Most often, when I am feeling the need to jot down events or other matters of importance, I encode messages into gems that are hidden safe in the Argentum vaults, but this is the first of my journal entries on actual papyrus and ink since becoming ruler of…

Dear Journal, For most of my life I have dealt with the stigma of my unusual fae nomenclature; being four separate species in one body: Humanoid fae, eel, squid, and mermaid. What I have never told anyone, not even Echochime, is that my face is, I fear, not my real…

Dear Diary, I apologize for the abrupt interruption, but my new parents wanted to show me around their township. One of the main reasons my new parents took me there was to go to a movie house in town. I got to see the most incredible feats of human technology:…

Dear Diary, I am a stranger in this world and in this time period. I still cannot believe that I have to live my life in exile on a planet my family has not touched since over five hundred solar revolutions. I have never been so terrified in my life,…

Dear Diary, Yesterday I was a single young woman with a career and no children, and as I write this now, I am staring at the newborn baby who is laying in a crib in our guest room. I am at a loss for being able to explain it, but…

Dear Log, I am still exhausted from the procedure that Princess Andelite collaborated with Queen Aurora with in order to save my life. “Save my life”, those are words that I find bitterly ironic, because up until two weeks ago, no one would have given a damn whether I lived…

Dear Journal, Normally, I don’t keep a dumb and ridiculous possession like a diary, but I have no one else to talk to about this. Tonight is a big night, and for some strange reason I feel that I need to be there. At Queen Aurora’s palace, there is going…