Half Wing is here for a few weeks now. About two or three months I guess.
This may seem triviall to you but I found something astonishing in the forest: a wild jasmine plant! Everfree flattens me every day again. We carefully dug the bush out and planted it at our house again. My two companions had no idea why I did such a crazy thing. “So it smells good hu? Thats all? Doesn't keep my inside full ya' know?” This pegasus truly speaks strange. But he will understand as soon as he drinks his first jasmine tea. He will love it and Fluffy will surely enjoy the smell. Just give them time.//a tiny dried blossom is attached to this entry, seems like it used to be white//
A week has passed since the last entry. The summer is almost over.
Half Wing found out why the lake is rather warm around here. If you go down to the shore and turn left you find a cave at the foot of the cliffs. In that cave you find strange round “pools”, arranged almost like stairs. Hot water seems to spring up inside them. The deeper you go into the cave the heigher is the level of the pool and the hotter is the water. It smells a little like sulphur but apart from that Half Wing found a pretty nice hot spring. He found the cave on his daily training and carried me there to show it to me. The cave is not completely flooded. When you enter you find a basalt structure, which stronly reminds of round black stairs. At the deepest spot of the cave, there is no actual water pool, but its like a sauna in there. It is almost like we had our own private spa here! We need to build a boardwalk to the cave, wide enough for at least 3 or 4 ponies to pass it at the same time. A few bags of dried herbs in there should also make the smell bearable. Maybe we could put them in the water when we bath there. That would be like taking a bath in tea. A nice idea.
Speaking of tea.
I keep picking fresh blossoms from the jasmine bush whenever its possible without damaging it. I dry them in a basket above the fireplace, like all the other herbs and collect them in an old wooden barrel Fluffy and I found on the junkyard. Seems like it was thrown away only a while before we found it, because it was almost perfectly fine, except for a little crack in the wood, and it didn't smell or anything. Just perfect for the tea.
OH! And I also have to remember to get blankets for the jasmine bush to cover it up in winter. I don't want it to die of frost.
It's a dry day.
We actually started building a boardwalk. Fluffy tore an old oak out of the ground. No I am not fooling you, he is that strong! I was cutting it with my magic. The levitation spell is capable of quite more than you might think. We rammed the poles into the lake soil together. After a while a second oak had to go. Actually all together it took us 5 big old oaks to have enough poles for the entire way. Thick branches connect each a pair of them and the left wood made pretty good planks. The rusty nails will hold a few years at leat. It would have been a waste to use the good nails. They would rust anyway, since they are just 2' above the surface. Now, in the early evening, we all sit together at home.We built an entire boradwalk all by ourselves. Who could imagine that? Actually if it wasn't for this book about sailing, the gypsie ponies gave us, we would have had no idea what a boardwalk would have to look like!
We all are completely exhausted and oh its no use. None of us will get up again now so we'll just sleep all together on the couch. Fluffy will need to repair it.
//The next entry coveres an entire page and is written like a graffiti.//
HALF WING WAS HERE!!!!
DEAL WITH IT!
//The next entry is written in the typical sophisticated hoofwriting again.//
I accedently gave Half wing a black eye.
//A yellow pegasus feather sticks between the next two pages.//
//Theres a detailed drawing of a huge pumpkin with windows, a door and a chimney all over them.//
I'm sorry Stitch.
//Then the regular entries go on.//
Oh dear, poor Half Wing.
I totally lost it when I saw, what he wrote all over the other page. I slapped the book in his face. I should have told him, how much it means to me from the very beginning. The past two weeks he's been so remorseful... I apologized to him and explained, why I keep making these entries. Today I found one of his feathers as bookmark between the pages.
First I thought, he played another prank on me but then I saw this sweet little drawing. He even got the crack in the left window's glass! Oh gosh does our house really look like in the ponytale books for little foals?
A good artist was lost to this pegasus. I just have to repay this to him somehow.
We had our first bath in the hot springs today.
Oh dear I havn't felt this good sinc I arrived here in Everfree. Half Wing and Fluffy seemed to enjoy it as well. At first I thought Fluffy would refuse to take a bath, since he is aware that his insides mainly consist of wild cotton, bones and wood.
Actually I was afraid he would soak with hot water, due to his patchy surface.
No he just sat in the hot water with us and to my surprise nothing happened to him. We all could just enjoy our bath. Finally we got rid of the smell of old sweat. To be honest with you, I didn't even notice it anymore but being fresh and clean feels a lot better.
Later I checked on Fluffy, to see if any water soaked through his surface. The cotton would rott from the moisture. It turned out, there was no chance for any moisture to enter Fluffies body. Even tho you see the seams on his colorful body, his surface grew to a solid skin. I have to write my spells down for later generations. When I see Fluffy and Half Wing, I can't help but to notice, that they are miracles.
Fluffy.
Now that I think of it, we have a rather curious relationship to eachother. To me he is like a best friend, an elder brother, a guardian, a big plushy but also … a son. I know how strange this might sound to you but yes. I created him. Used the magic I never learned but always felt deep inside to give him a life and sentience.
But... What right do I have to create a sentient being?
Especially one, that will propably never be accepted within the only society around. Not to long ago I started collecting limbs and skin in the forest again. I remove the flesh and only conserve the skin and bone. I learned my lesson about the scent of rotten flesh when I made Fluffy.
But I won't make another of his kind. As sad as it makes me to know, that he'll be alone one day, but I just don't have the right to create sentient creatures like this. I see that now.
I'm sorry my big boy. I love you.
//The next entry is written in a very clean font. But it must have been added much later. Its squeezed between two entries with a different ink.//
I would never blame you. I love you to little Stitchy.
As the days move on, I dare to move deeper and deeper into the forest.
Meanwhile I know how far I can enter the forest with ether Half Wing or Fluffy and make it back home in time before the manticors awake. It turned out this glade is just behind their territory. I hope you didn't have the pleasure to meet one of these creatures in persone.
We all enjoy the trips into the forest. They are a chance to see new things and to meet with the Ore Pack. Even if Half Wing mistrusts them a little, it seems they slowly become friends. Fluffy gets along very well with Elder Led Eyes. It seems two hearts beat together, when they discuss philosophy. I feel watched all the time, when I meed with Thunderhoofs. His mother seems to disapprove to me. I wonder what is so wrong to it? Thunderhoofs and I are just enjoying eachothers company. We're friends or aren't we?
//The next entry is entirely written in the graffiti like font. Some mistakes have been crossed out multiple times.//
Yo, Half Wing here.
Case your wondrin: Stitch's knockt out. Buckin werethings got her. BUCK. Not these Ore guys. They aint dat bad. She came up with this crazy idea. Doin an all day tripp to de deep forest. Goin as far as we culd she said. Damn. Wish ah wouldnt listn to her dat oftn. The place we been to, her, big boy Fluffy n me, dat was, like night at day! No ahm not crazy! Holy horesappls! Dat forests a monster I tellya! I say dat n I live with guys like Fluffy and these wereguys in the middl of manticore-Canterlot! In dat place there. Holy horesappls. Thinkn o it makes my heart go boom boom boom in my ears! Yea so there was this growln. Basicly from everywhere. Buck buck buck. They attackt without a warnin. Fluffy roard like hell. Buck dat would scare a dragn off I tellya! Smasht two or the of them to bloody clump. Cant tell, mousses mousse y'no? He did it cuz, dats the point. Dis big red thing with the scar on the left eye. Dat monsta. It attack Stitch. Buck and it got her for good! Smackt her gainst a tree. So yea we fought. And buck we gavem hell! But eh, barely managed to get out. Baiscly cuz Fluffy didnt wanna go until deir all dead. Buck he just stept on doze things and WAM flesh smoothy. He looks like franknpony with all da blood on him. Lucky us Stitch didnt get a cut but. Yea. You get it. A hit on da head. Ahm writn for her tday. Doin it cuz ah know what it means to her. She'd be hell pisst if she died n dere was no final entry! Buck shed swear even more dan usual! “Bloody hell!” “Bloody numbsculls!” “Rotten guts of a dragons corps in hell!” Hehe love dat bout her. If she ever stopps talkn like dat shes ether knocked out, dead or about to explode lika volkaino. Nevr makeer pisst nuff to stopp swearn! Youll regret it! Lucky again, they didn just teach us flyn n fightn at wonderbolt camp. I did mah best first aid n Fluffy got dat zebra here. Shes watchn Stitch now. Ahm writn for her here. Hope shell makeit.
One more thing. Ifya find dat red guy, de one with de scar on de eye, and I didnt rippem to shreds, or I died tryn: WASTEM! Smashm, slicem, puttem to da grinder n make werepony cuppcakes outa him! Buck do I care but takem out! Cant let dat buckbag nearly kill Stitch n get away withit. Buck dey tryd to eat us!