I laid down on the bed and looked up on the ceiling. My entire layout all gone to waste. 2 hours before the castle landed, I called up a strip joint near the area to call in. I pretended to be a perverted deep-pocket and ordered 45 Peach strippers and sent them to a party for a friend, telling them I would pay them all personally once they got there. Now I had to pretend that I was as confused as anyone else about a bunch of dead strippers. Even worse, Boswer is slowly becoming more manic in his exploration for the real Peach.

I have to cry a lot more nowadays. I was standing in the full moon again, the first one since that fateful operation. The moonlight used to be so wondrous and magical to me, but I'm so distracted with my own bitterness. My memories started out sharp, but the number of them made them all fade into nothing. I would have to feel this forever, I thought. It will be everlasting torment as long as I stay in this castle. And then…then I looked at the Destiny Spear. Now, I knew what had to happen.

Peach was asleep, fatigued from a weary day that we all sometimes experience. I have the spear in the loop of my belt. For 2 long weeks, she had been the cause of my suffering. Now, all I had to do, as I understood, is to bury the knife deep into her breast. Slowly, carefully, I lifted up the blade to where it caught the moonlight. And yet…something had stopped me. For all the pain she had caused me, I did not want her dead just yet. Looking into her complexion suggested that something was going unfinished if I killed her now. An infuriating urge made me keep her alive, to wait for something.

I put the blade back into the pocket and bathed in the moonlight once again in the bedroom. It occurred to me that now, more than ever, I had time on my hands. This new schedule may be irritating, but now I could finally find an outlet for my extra aggression with all the extra time I've been granted. We would be landing again shortly to, again, look for Peach somewhere in Dry Dry Desert. And, I decided, I was going to enjoy myself, even if I knew it was hopeless. So what if it doesn't solve my problems? There's no point if I'm not at least having fun with my situation and lighten up a little bit.

I put the spear back in it's place on the balcony. And for tonight, I knew who I was again. Once again, the proud moon had smiled down on me, returning me to my element. I am the sergeant. I am the commander of Boswer's army. And it's finally time for me to go to town. The first men jump down again, and I join them, plunging to the ground and whistling a little tune as we walked into the market.