III This morn, I woke up to the sounds of my quill scratching at the pages of my journal, and by the Maker, it had recorded the events of my dream perfectly. My experiments and studies have brought me to this point, and...Observer, I'm excited. With this new experiment going so well, I have great plans for this. However, one thing still troubles me. Where was I? And to whom was I speaking? But, al... » Continue Reading
30th of Third Harvest, 21st Age-23 I A thick layer of fog. I'm trying to get it to clear but...cl ouds reform faster than I ca n clear them. Breathe, and... B » Continue Reading
II Though I have not lain my head down tonight, my thoughts go to my dreams. You see Observer, I have been practicing my dream work. I obviously cannot ponder my orb for all of time. Crystals line my bedspace, charged by the light of the moon. I have prepared myself a tonic on nights in which I am practicing, to help open my third eye, of course. I have a charm under my pillows as well. Thanks goe... » Continue Reading
Hiii I'm Mae, and I run The Wizard Maeday blog. It's a semi-in-character blog, where I wizardpost. But this post is about me-me, not wizard-me. Let's start out with the basics: Mae. 23 (09/03/2000). They/It preferred, but any others accepted. My blog is 18+, and I prefer my mutuals to be 18+, as well. » Continue Reading
I Do my eyes dare to dart to the window? Do my ears dare to hear the birds waking from their slumber? Through the heavy shutters I see pale sunlight drifting in. My eyes are weak; my mind the same. I am atoning for my own troubles once more. I curse myself deeply as my eyes look down toward my tomes once more. I stayed up all night again. » Continue Reading