Goblin Diaries, Vol 29: The Dragon Pendant
From the 03/20/26 newsletter: 21st Day of Snow Moon, 1219 th Year, Human Age of Magic … Today I did something that I’m a bit ashamed of, and I’m not sure what to do with it. Erin has been behaving more strangely each day, and I’m worried that she is suffering from some sort of mental or emotional illness. The crying episode I referred to in yesterday’s journal entry recurred during the night and lasted until the light of dawn, when she finally succumbed to sleep. For that reason, I resisted the urge to rouse her as the morning progressed and she remained wrapped in her blankets. But when the sun began to beat down upon us from directly overhead, I felt compelled to wake her up, lest we lose an entire day of travel time. When I gave her shoulder a gentle shake, her eyelids fluttered open, and she fixed me with a blank stare from dull green eyes rimmed in red. “Erin, are you alright?” I asked. The tone of her voice was void of expression. “I’m wonderful.” “It’s past noo...