Journal of Skye Alexander

04/04/1380

     My experiment was a success! When I woke The honey and crackers were gone, as well as the wound in my shirt expertly mended. With this I know I have a "fairy"! I went to the library and got a book on fey. Funny enough it's been written of an old acquaintance of mine. After some quick reading through I've found the fairy I have is called a "Brownie". The Librarian said that although it can seem kind that I should be weary. That shut down my ideas of wanting to catch it. Tonight I wish to repeat the same trick, but to keep my candle lit as hopefully I can watch and see this brownie for myself. With any luck it shall be like convincing a squirrel to eat from my palm. I will update on this matter again Tomorrow.

     The woman who killed her child was hanged today in the town square. Up till her neck snapped she would not shut up about how it was the spawn of the devil, and needed to be done. I've never agreed with public execution, but something felt even worse about this one. I don't wish to call it pity but it can be described in no other way. What this woman did was in-excusable, yes, but I can't help but feel sorry for her. Perhaps it's the book getting to me, It had mentions of babies replaced by fairies. I'm reading too much into it. That woman needed help, and her child needed to live. I wish to stop speaking of this now for my heart aches with worry for Eliza. What if she was taken and replaced? Worse yet what if she was the one thrown into the flames? I must stop thinking of this. To what business does this have to do with me?

A secondary candle has been lit and the honey placed on my bedside table this time. I shall wait patiently for the brownie. Perhaps its kindness can help the missing children.

-Skye