Journal of a Lost Changeling

by IMR1fley


Journal Entry 13

Entry 13:

Today, I decided to put the books down in order to help establish my new life here in this village.

First. I would need to establish some form of trade with the local inhabitants to maintain a normal appearance. I'm certain that someone living in the town with no income, no trade, or no apparent purpose would quickly arouse suspicion. After a significant amount of thought, the best option would be something that could also support my needs as well. I haven't felt the same kind of emotions in this town, so the local "escort" solution wouldn't work very well. Since I'm easily fed by the breeding of local animals, the best option would appear to be a livestock farmer.

Coming to this conclusion, I began work on a suitable house. I managed to get a pickax and a wood ax from the local blacksmith, and began my work. My house is a cozy one room house, slightly larger than some of the nearby cottages, with a stone floor. I also created the wooden fencing for the animal pens. The pens are currently housed by a few cows. I gave two of them some wheat, and startlingly (but not surprisingly,) they began to mate. I left them to it, and came back to see two full grown cows an a baby calf. I'm not entirely certain how the reproductive cycle works in this world, but it clearly isn't what I would consider natural...

Then again, I don't think ponies would consider how changelings grow to be natural either...

I digress. I think it's safe to say at this point that I have a somewhat stable source of income, as well as a supply of food, both natural and love.

I decided to spend the rest of the day digging a mine. While it was a slim circular staircase shaft leading straight down, I'm mildly surprised that I didn't see even the smallest hint of a gemstone. Perhaps since I'm digging almost completely vertically, I have just encountered some odd luck. I managed to dig somewhere around 50 meters below to what I decided to be a decent stopping point.

After returning to the surface, I saw the sun beginning to set. I immediately began to record today's events and set off to bed, ensuring my new home was locked and secured to stop any aggressive beings in the night.

Tomorrow, I plan to continue mining, and see what I may be able to create that I've seen from the books I've read recently. The sun has almost crossed the horizon, and I can just barely see the moon beginning to rise. For now, I wish you well book. You're my only source of companionship. Rest well.