I think I have almost perfected the sleep tea blend. Most people I have offered it to seem to think it tastes alright too.
Rodger has fallen in love with a teenage dragon. Rodger thinks he is going to marry a teenage dragon. I don’t think I can do much about this. It is probably not a good idea. She might roast him by accident. She’s alright. She looks like the pictures of my aunt but prettier still. I am not Rodger’s effing mum. He still thinks I’m his effing mum. I don’t know any spells for not being mum anymore. I think..Maybe- I don’t know. Perhaps I will talk to the bird, Hooter. He’s pretty smart. But I need to remember, I am a healer and a protector, my purpose is to care but not too much, and stay away from love for I am not strong enough to control lovers.
I still haven’t found a town that needs someone like me. I find this strange. I have not heard anything about Aoife. I hope that nothing sinister happened to her.
Dragons are interesting but selfish. I do not like the dragons.
I need to replenish my supplies of chamomile.
I am a healer and a protector, my purpose is to care but not too much, and stay away from love for I am not strong enough to control lovers.