The Secret Lives of Endermen 22 by Sgeia, literature
Literature
The Secret Lives of Endermen 22
Year XXXX May 8
Working notes - A safe way to eat fruit?
Woke up this evening to a wolf in my face, I'm at a loss about how Kefka made it down here alright but all the same I'm happy to see her after yesterdays hair raising chase. She had scrapes on all her paws, her fur was matted with mud, she whimpered loudly in my ears until I fished out some rotten flesh I hold onto for just this kind of emergency. Now her tails mostly up and she nudges at the hands of Endermen who feed her regularly for more tidbits since I didn't have anything else for her.
Everyone was starving so we headed out as soon as Effar ambled to the shaft opening
The Secret Lives of Endermen 21 by Sgeia, literature
Literature
The Secret Lives of Endermen 21
Year XXXX May 7
Well, it is a good thing I look over my notes before writing a new entry; I would have missed Sven's little addition. He wrote with one of my burnt out torches and there is charcoal all over the bottom half of the page but his writing is still legible despite the smearing. I should teach him how to spell if he is going to write more often, just in case there is some future need. I have no idea why Sven would need to write but I have a nagging feeling that he should at least know how before he is fully-grown.
I got to see something special today, two if you count Bina's smile when Kefka brought her a poppy, roots a
Oh, how I long to see his smile,
And so I wait for all the while
And when he turns his back, I say,
I'll take his bricks and run away.
But he refuses to be kind;
He hunts me and stabs my behind.
Oh, how I love this miner boy,
But he won't be mine in this void.
I want to see his face all night,
But when I take bricks he will fight;
I love the boy who plays my game,
But can he see us as the same?
My body's thin and tall and black,
While his is just a zombie snack.
I'd take hits if only I could,
But he doesn't let me in his neighborhood.
The NPC's, they do not mind,
But oh! the boy I love is not kind.
So when I take his blocks