Dear Diary,
The Faun came into my bedroom in the middle of the night.
He told me I had to leave immediately. Why? I don't know. And he still wont tell me. He allowed me to grab a few items, and I grabbed a few blankets, my hairbrush and you.
And honestly, I am terrified, sitting in the dark quiet woods with the Faun. Granted, I am sitting in his home, but nonetheless nothing feels safer than the castle to me.
But I guess that's going to change. Not even the castle is safe anymore.
He told me that everyone will be eventually evacuating from the castle, and my dad ordered him to take me into the woods into a safe place.
I don't know if I believe him.
I am freezing, and all the creatures in the woods are making loud, creepy noises. My only light to write this is the fire in front of me, which is providing me very little warmth. I don't know how long this is going to last, and I'm honestly sort of scared to know. The Faun isn't sure himself, but he said that it shouldn't be any longer then until the end of tomorrow.
I know my entries have been relatively boring so far, but I haven't had much to write. No one is giving me details, no one is treating me like an adult, and I feel like no one is telling me the truth.
How does he sleep with all of this noise? I know I won't be.
Love,
Princess Moanna