25th of the Twelfth Month, 2297
I'm sorry that I haven't been writing in my diary for a while, but I've been quite busy. Okay, and a little forgetful, too. After I wrote in this dairy last time, I hid it. Hid it so well that I forgot where I hid it. Then it slipped my mind. But papa reminded me again today, and I turned the place upside down looking for it.
So, today was Christmas. I got a lovely bow and arrow set form papa. He says I'm now old enough to learn how to shoot. I'm really happy about this. I've always wanted to try archery. And now I finally can!
I gave papa a handmade coat. It is purple and delicately embodied. Papa says it looks like something mama would have made. That's probably where I got my talent for embroidery from. But, to be honest, I don't really enjoy it. But I will do it for Christmas or papa's birthday.
Later, papa made a fake deer out of sacks and stuffed it with rice. He put a red heart where the heart would usually be. Papa goes hunting often, but I can never go with him. Today, he said to me: 'When you can hit the deer in the heart, that's when you can come hunting with me'.
Then he showed me how to use the bow and arrows, and I had a few shots. I went all afternoon, but only ever got one arrow to pierce the deer. I'm quite disappointed, 'coz I really want to hunting with papa.
I guess you should know something about me. Papa is a star and I am a part- star. Mama was a human. I miss her a lot. Especially on Christmas and my birthday. Anyway, I should start telling you some of my favourite tales, legends and prophecies.
I'll write again a month from now, because it's late and I have a lot of chores to do. Besides, I'll probably forget about my dairy again.