Day 3:
Oh, Devina, what have I done. You said All I needed was to drink the potion and I would never have to worry about hunger again. You never said, that I would suddenly be tossed into a strange land of ghosts and goblins and spiders and other sorts of people that walk right through me! I've learned to survive after harrowing fights with chickens and beasts that we usually treat as pets! My hands have blisters from cutting trees and fishing! I used to love to go fishing, but craw fishing is something else! Here it is my 3rd day trying to survive this land and my head is still spinning.
After hiding from this fire breathing dragon and escaping with my life and a few others out of a cellar, I had to apprentice myself to a baker today! At least I got something to eat, but running around this place called 'Lumby' (that's the colloquial slang) was so dizzying, I thought I was going insane. First, these people don't have maps in the sense that we're used to. Nothings on paper. You have to 'ask' questions to advisers and click on strange buttons to get big and little views. Then you get switched back to the micro place you are on the map and you're still lost. Thankfully, I have a somewhat good imagination (or is that sense of direction?) Whatever! I found my way after TWO DAYS to the baker and his 'quest'. So here I go, looking for eggs, flour and milk. Wish me luck, goddess of wisdom.
Day 4:
I give up, I give up. I've been climbing the stairs in this mill and picking the wheat for the flour with my bare hands the entire day. I feel like the wench I've been called. Even though I've had yet more fights with beasts and men. I get the strange feeling that I'm being watched. I hear little voices and I'm wondering if they're speaking to me but I'm deaf and dumb. I don't know who's talking or how to talk back. It's like I'm back in the land of the Nipponese. At least on the shinkansen I could always find someone who spoke our language. The English spoken here is something you'd have read when you were a teenager, Devina. Or have you ever been young. LOL. Well, I wonder if I'll ever meet someone who knows what I'm talking about, or knows what I'm saying. The only ones I can talk to speak in little balloons over their heads. Maybe I'm dreaming. Remember that old Basho Haiku, "I dreamt I was a butterfly, but then I woke and I wondered if I was a dreaming I was a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming I was but a human." [My best translation, sorry.] The butterfly effect is entirely in play right now.
Day 13:
Would you believe, I just finished my first quest!!! (Think firecrackers, cheers, bright lights, champagne, etc.) I mean, I figured out how to grind flour! I found my way back and forth from the mill, cow and chicken to the baker in the Duke's castle. I found the Super Egg, the bucket to get the super rich milk. In fact, I made money! I'm rich, Devina. I traded eggs and bowls and wheat for 35 coins (and the milk bucket.) And then when I completed the quest, I got 500 more gold coins. This is amazing. But you know what the most important thing is that happened? I learned how to talk and made a friend today. I'm not alone anymore! I met this handsome dude, can't remember his name, but he was a looker. (Strange name, let me tell you.) Anyway, I saw this box go up on the side of the screen and realized that I could type stuff into it and my name would pop up next to what I typed. The guy answered me. When he found out I was on my first quest he answered my questions and taught me how to "follow him." I learned how to run, and how to follow and in no time I was done with my quest. Life is good here in Rune. I finally am home. Thank you goddess for showing me the way to this magical land.
Your servant, meq2004.
P.S. I've gotta find a way to change that name you made for me! Till next time.