My oh my, are you ever dusty, diary. I cannot believe you are still where I hid you, right in this hole here in the willow tree. A squirrel must have made a bed of you or something. My older entries are a little crinkled and beginning to curl on the edges now...

Well, hello again my diary. It has been over a year since I last saw you. I just flipped through the previous pages and smiled remembering all the things I had written about previously. The forest has changed so much since my last entry.



I think now I'll tell you about the latest ABIOGENESIS that took place in the forest. It was called 'I Was A Teenage ABIOGENESIS' and it was wonderful! I love listening to the music of Gerry De Mol and seeing the splash of colour the forest magic creates, and running amongst dozens of other deer. It had been awhile since I was in the forest, so it was nice to be treated to a party upon my return! I was granted a black pelt by one of the gods, which was lovely!



Unfortunately I lost the pelt when a mass of us were poofed into little black bats! But that's alright, I had a wonderful time. I spotted Sluggs and Moosehoof prancing and dancing around as the party ended and Auriea took front stage and danced and danced. For the most part I was running around in a trance, unaware of the fellow stags around me.





I had a wonderful time at the party, it is nice to see my friends once again after Jen's break. I think for now I'll enjoy the sounds of the pond lapping up on the shore under this little willow tree, and return you to your hiding spot.

I'll write in you again soon, diary.

- Jay