Dennis Finnigan Creevey (![]() ![]() @ 2014-10-03 20:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | journal: dennis |
Journal: Dennis
[The view of a waterfall not far from us. Well, relatively. About thirty minutes and sixty types of magical warding.]
So, Indonesia! We arrived safely, if not on time, and have moved into the base camp. I won't mention what we're doing or why - not because doing so would be violating any number of magically binding contracts that would result in me losing the ability to walk, talk, hear, and see... But more because I want to have everything pure in my mind while I write things down.
Suffice to say that Indonesian magic is fascinating. Also Indonesian weather is horrible on my hair.
How's it all going back home?
[Warded to Seamus]
Princess, I actually think you'd like it here! I miss you!
[Warded to Rolf]
I MISS YOU! YOU WOULD LOVE IT HERE. NOTICE MY CAPS, THESE ARE THE CAPS OF SOMEONE MISSING HIS FRIEND.
[Warded to Stacey and Zacharias]
How are the kittens? Also how are you?