Our imprisonment on this deserted shore continues. We spent yesterday looking for food and water. I’m not very good at it. I found some moss but I don’t think it was telling me the truth drifting down a moving street. Thou sixfold initiator compassed about with force and fire Indwelling soul of myself Sunlionserpent overnight overnight overnight understood understood. The larger can be within the smaller: It was a fried egg and it loves me very much. If you don’t see then you can’t be very good.
Sebastian was much better at finding food. Everyone is. If I wasn’t able to conjure useful items I would feel quite useless. Nandore is eyeing my paper, talking about writing a journal. I have to be careful of him.
Last night we saw boats on the water. We tried to attract their attention, but they ignored us. We have got to get off this island.