Dear Diary,
Hello again! I am ever so happy that I slit that artic witch, Simon's, throat. I laugh when I think of his decapitated noggin. But no more of these scattered thoughts! Today is the day I train barnacle in magic.
I call, "Oh Barnacle!". Soon, her blue hair and brown eyes come into view. "Yes, father?" she asks. I smile snd tell her, "Today is the day you learn some magic! Whether you like it or not, come with me to the grass", I tell her.
It is a cloudy day. Only the better for some magicing! "Ok Barnacle!", I say,, "show me what you can cast!" Barnacle takes a deep breath and suddenly a great ball of fire appears, "CINNAMON ROLL-FLAME!" Barnacle screams. When I open my eyes again, a great forrest fire surrounds us.
"Ok, Barnacle," I say, "Time to flea the scene!" I summon Barnacle's flying pony, and we ride back to our beloved cavern. "Daddy," Barnacle says, "I'm scared of heights!" I smile and sooth her by saying, "Don't worry my dear Barnacle! If we do die, we will most likely be burned to death by the great fire!". My words must have calmed her, because she has grow rather quiet and pale.
Soon, Barnacle and I return to our beloved home. I greet my wife, Inea, and kiss her on the cheek. "So how was thy evening, my dear?" I ask her. Inea looks at me lovingly and says, "It was well dear, but an empty night all the same without thou". Me and Inea go to our bed. One thing after another leads to the end of a wonderful night.
So I must conclude to-day my beloved journal, it is never too early to teach children the dangers of magic-related tragedies!
~The great witch Jubaya
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