Wizardry. Reserved for unicorns, correct?

Of course not.

Wizards tamper with all sorts of things. Death. Life. Natural elements. But none, to this day, have attempted a thought so simple. Shapes? HA! The world laughs.

They all laugh... But not today. Today, the world will know. The world will learn. The wrath of a wizard bent on revenge is not easily stopped. So run, you cowards. Run from change. Run from your world.

Run.

Another day, another entry.

At first, I thought that writing the day's happenings in a book was really pointless.
I mean, only I'm gonna read it. Why waste my time? It's only worth writing if others can see it. Or if it makes you happy. And in the beginning, it wasn't all that exciting.

...But everything has it's purpose in the end, eh? I learned that... the fun way.

But, really, count yourself lucky.
I don't let just anyone read my Diary.
So just do me this, and no one dies.

DON'T TELL ANYONE ANYTHING YOU READ.