6/12/16 I’m going to try a new strategy for journal entries. Being tied to a strict schedule was rather taxing, and quite a drain on the day to day affairs. So, from here on, I’ll be entering my journeys only after they happen. And today is the start of the first journey. I’ve been communicating with some of my trainers, and figuring out a new way to use magic, one that will be pure and not corrupt the user. It will function by creating an artificial ‘being’ for the etherical energies to flow through, and a few magic words to dictate how the energy should be handled. Theoretically, I should be able to make one of these sigils, and teleport long distances with no wear or tear on my body. Here goes nothing.
We made it. It’s a little bumpy, and leaves a scorch mark, but we made it. Time to explore Denmark.
12/23/16 Denmark’s a beautiful place, but anywhere is in the season of change. Autumn was especially beautiful here, though. there was a slight nip in the air everywhere I went, and I could almost watch the leaves turn colors. I never got that sort of show back in Tucson. Also, the people here are so nice. Very hospitable, and I am infinitely grateful to have a warm bed, especially on these more recent, colder nights. Silver doesn’t seem to mind, though. I think I’ll go somewhere a little warmer next. I’m thinking Hawaii.
6/20/17 I tried to tolerate Hawaii’s massive tourist flow and actually try to see some of the sights and meet some of the locals, but there’s too many damn people. And Hawaii’s been commercialized, so there’s that problem, too. Ugh, I need somewhere cold and empty to refresh. Siberia sounds lovely this time of year.
10/3/17 I can’t feel my toes any more. I even lit them on fire to stave off the cold, but it didn’t help. I don’t want to die like this.
12/5/17 A very nice, secluded family took me into their home some time in October. They said it’s a miracle I survived. I was apparently buried in snow, and Silver led them to me. They said when they dug me out, though, I was perfectly temperate for a human body. I don’t know what grace saved me, but I thank it. I’m going someplace nice and toasty for a little while. Like the Sahara.
6/20/18 I love being heat-tempered by being raised in Tucson. I feel like a natural here. However, the sand is biting, the sun is glaring, the food is strange, and I think I have a scorpion in my ass. Time to go somewhere else, I suppose. the adventure never ends!
10/7/18 I’ve been bushwacking my way through the Amazon for a while now, and Silver’s really slowing down. I’m concerned, and though I’d love to continue my foray into uncharted territory, I think I have to take him home.
12/14/18 Silver died today. Even a little magic would have saved him, but I chose not to. You might think me cruel, but that’s perfectly fine. I watched his memories, in his final moments, and saw that he had lived a full, happy life at my side. I saw that he was ready to die, and I let him. You might think me cruel, but I argue that I’m the opposite. I argue that I’m kind.
12/15/18 I sat in a cold, drizzling rain over Silver’s grave today. I buried him under the same tree I first found him under, all those years ago. It’s still a nice tree, even if there’s one less warm body to share it’s splendor.
12/16/18 I’ve been thinking, because I haven’t been able to muster the will to do much more lately. I’ve been thinking it’s time to fulfill a childhood fantasy. Theoretically, I should be able to travel worlds using the same sigil magic I used to travel Earth earlier. I should be able to, finally, get to Equestria. Maybe tomorrow, though. I’m awfully tired.
12/20/18 I got up today. That’s an accomplishment.
12/21/18 I think either I’ve gone completely bonkers or some benevolence has picked me off my feet. My head was assaulted with a thousand voices all speaking the same message, but all in different languages. They told me that I had to get up, that I had to carry on, to continue on my journey. I don’t know if I should really listen to the voices in my head, but I’ve got nothing better to do. To Equestria. Woo.
This is not Equestria. This is an equestrian event, on Earth. I guess it’s not universally called Equestria, so the magic did the best it could? I’ll try being more descriptive next time.
So, I managed to go somewhere that definitely isn’t Earth. It’s not Equestria, though. I have no idea where I am.
12/22/18 Three fucking suns. I am going nocturnal until I can find a sign of life.
They’re everywhere. They have me surrounded. This may be my last entry.
12/23/18 Well, I didn’t die. They seem to be friendly, at least for now. This planet seems to be inhabited exclusively by nocturnal creatures and plants. I don’t blame them. They speak in a windy, almost ghost-like language. Their universal translator is currently attempting to teach me.
11/19/19 As a guest of honor, the first human visitor, they threw me a party today. I can’t believe I’m already twenty five. Or only twenty five, for that matter. I did have to tell them today that I’d be going soon. They were dismayed, but accepted it. I’m going to keep trying for Equestria, but we’ll find out where I wind up when I get there.
11/20/19 Have you ever seen a twelve legged spider? I just did. Scared the crap out of me. Also, this place has a really dim sun. Everything here seems to be phosphorescent, drenching everything in a cool blue light. I’ve made camp by a stream. We’ll see where tomorrow takes me when it takes me.
11/21/19 I woke up to the babbling brook, but I soon realized it wasn’t the only thing babbling. The spiders I saw yesterday seem to speak in a language that sounds like the stream, and are currently discussing something over my head. Given my previous experiences, I’m giving them the benefit of the doubt, but I’m still wary.
11/22/19 It’s kind of awesome being the first of your species to visit another planet. Apparently, there’s a galactic code of conduct that basically says ‘Be nice to the newcomers.’ I think I’ll stick around, pick up another language, and move on. Life’s all about forward momentum, right?
11/19/20 Another farewell/birthday party. I’m going to give Equestria another shot, but I’m beginning to lose hope. Not that I mind being flung around the galaxy, but I would like to be there some day.
11/20/20 These ones are definitely not friendly. They walk like six legged centaurs without knees and speak in a strange, arhythmatic language. I fear next time I won’t just get grazed by a spear. However, I will let curiosity keep a hold on me for the next few days.
11/21/20 As they say, curiosity kills the cat. I’m definitely down a life now, barely escaping one of their patrols. I’m going to get off this forsaken rock before they actually catch me. There doesn’t seem to be much here besides them anyway, just dust and scrub brush. What use would they have for a planet this barren? How do they even survive here?
11/22/20 Out of the frying pan, into the fire. This planet is scary. It seems that the magma has flowed up from beneath and is coating the land. Or maybe there is no beneath. Whatever the case, I hope I can find land soon.
11/23/20 Nature never ceases to amaze me. Even on a planet so hostile, there is life. They are tripedal, seeming to rely mostly on core muscles to balance, having two legs, like humans would, but a third that projects forward. However, they don’t seem to rest on it until old age, and instead evenly distribute their weight to all three legs.
11/24/20 Well, they’re teaching me their language now. It sounds like the crackling of a flame, which is suiting. I’ll stick around for as long as I can stand the heat, and probably take off on my next birthday, like I usually do. It’s nice, having a semi-schedule.
11/19/21 I love this place. It’s grown on me. Honestly, I’m the saddest to leave this one, but I must. Too much of the same environment and I start to grow restless.
11/20/21 I have found another barren planet. Red sands stretch for miles. I sure hope I find someone soon.
I found someone a little sooner than I had expected. I was apprehended, and taken in for questioning. Apparently, they’ve been looking for someone of about my build out in those wastes. They quickly realized I wasn’t him, though, when they found out I was human. I think I’ll settle in here for a while. I like these tall, green people.
1/2/22 Well, the unexpected has happened. I’m in a romantic relationship. With a man. I don’t really know how it happened, but I’m not too terribly dissatisfied. He’s really sweet and kind. I just don’t know if I’m ready to be the receiver.
11/19/22 As per my pseudo schedule, I’m taking off again. Gnuk is really sad to see me go, but he understands the wanderlust. Maybe I’ll even see him again some day. I’m going to try my hardest to get to Equestria this time, but if I don’t make it, I think I may be giving up.
Written in large, sloppy, handwriting beneath it is written: 'It exists! I made it, and I'm staying. If you want to follow me, here's directions to the sigil I left. Just touch the center, and you should be transported.' Beneath that is a crudely drawn, but understandable map to a specific location.