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Well, there's nothing quite like descending down to the bottom of the Broken Mountain to the mouth of the Burnings Hells itself and undoubtedly angering the last demon Lord of Hell by killing his mistress, Cydaea, and daughters. Azmodan, the Lord of Sin, is the last Lord of Hell that I must defeat, then his soul can be gathered into the Black Soulstone and all evil can finally be eradicated from existence.

Except of course we all know nothing is ever that easy. My dream self is confident of winning the fight. I, however, have a very bad feeling about this.

Americans and their interpretation of St. Patrick's Day never ceases to amaze me. In Ireland it was once a subdued sort of thing, pubs even closed early, until the massive parade in Dublin began to emerge on a yearly basis and then later it turned into a festival.

But the shamrocks (by the way, the real national symbol of Ireland is the harp) and turning rivers green, that was all on you Yanks. It's a bit ridiculous but many things are these days. I, personally, will be at a bar distinctly not decked out in green for that night - but I can guarantee it'll be a spot with the best Irish whiskey.

Also someone tell me what the bloody hell I'm supposed to do with 'shears of destiny,' since like most everything else in Storybrooke they caused enough trouble. You can use them to sever the ties to your own destiny, but how are you supposed to even know what your destiny is? Isn't that dangerous? A question for the ages, perhaps.

So good news about those Amazons and my two friends I managed to help them escape because apparently I'm amazing (Frank's words). I mean, also because the Queen of the Amazons helped me to get them out of jail, which is pretty amazing. So then we traveled from there to Frank's grandma's with the Harpy, Ella. There were Lastrygonians in the forest and Frank had to use this spear his dad gave him to help us get past them and into his grandma's house. They were surrounding the house, though.

So when we got in, it was weirdly quiet and Frank said he could see his dad at the house in his grandma's room, but I'm pretty sure he was the only one who saw him. So we went on the roof while he talked to his dad.

Well, after Frank apparently passed out, I brought him a blanket and pillow and then made us breakfast in the morning. Frank's grandmother has a serious number of weapons in her attic. It's pretty brilliant.

And now we're escaping and making our way to some friend of Frank's family that's supposed to fly us to Alaska. Basically it's a lot of stuff all at once.

Also can I just say that two of the Amazons were named Doris and Lulu? What's that about?

WOOHOO!!!

Now that is better Wales! Make me proud! :)