My dragons are restless. They did not take well to the fire last night. It was a strange fire, sparked in a very strange way. And for those of you thinking that my dragons started the blaze, do not be so foolish. I have no quarrel as of yet to unleash my children upon this land, and even then, I would not harm the innocents. If anyone should dare to point a finger at me or my dragons for last night's fire, it shall be the last finger they ever point again.

[Private: Jon Snow]
Are you alright? I searched for you after the fire, but I could not find you. I was worried that I hope your sister is well too.

Can anyone tell me what the hell happened last night? Was that intentional? That lightning strike hitting the anchor? Did it damage it? Are we stuck here forever now? Does this place just naturally want to make a mess of our lives?

I know the only way of getting here was to wish to be somewhere else, but what if you wish to be back? Can't it grant that type of wish? Or what if you wish for someone else? My rune doesn't hurt as much any more, but that doesn't mean I don't feel like I'm going crazy without Jace. For the better part of my life, he's been there with me, and I just can't seem to figure things out without him. Perhaps the journey will calm my wayward thoughts, but I can't help but wonder if no one else feels the same as I do.

All of a sudden Pyewacket and I are back in New York. I wasn't wishing upon a star nor wishing anything at all and we're at home, just as quickly as we had found ourselves in Enchantia. I've racked my brain for clues if anything I was doing led to this but I don't see how.

The potential good news is that perhaps no one else will be turned into stone. I wish everyone success with the quest.

Gil

For those I haven't yet met, I'm Jaime.

I had a talk with Hermione about how we need to have a campaign meeting. My impression from what I see in the journal is that this group is moving ahead, greeting those who arrive in a happenstance manner, and go on from there. Perhaps those of us who are better at verbal communication should make most of the explanations. Perhaps we need to sort through some basic concerns as a group.

Since no one else has suggested this, I'll say a two o'clock meeting the day following the party. Attend, even if you don't feel like you want to say anything or contribute actively. This concerns everyone so you should at least listen because all of our futures matter here.

Would you please list your name after this, whether you are a wizard/witch or not, any talents you have which might be helpful here.

Let me start.

Jaime Lannister
Not magical
Served as a knight and military commander where I came from, therefore can ride, wield swords and daggers, used to living rough and hard travel

I demand to know exactly where I am this instant or else my three dragons will incinerate this entire place.

SPEAK!

Why, what a quaint little place I've found myself in. There's a happy little brook down by the wayside and... oh! How terribly rude of me.

Allow me to introduce myself. Albus Dumbledore. Not to be confused with Aberforth. He's quite the grouchy fellow, I'm afraid. Doesn't even like lemon sherberts. Can you even imagine such a thing? How could anyone in their right mind... well, I shouldn't say such things. I'm sure he has his reasons. Silly as they may be of course.

Speaking of... does anyone know where I can find myself a slice of lemon meringue pie? I've just been craving one for the longest.

Oh, I do hope Abby is looking after Ari. I don't believe I'll be coming back for a while.

Okay, where am I? I was at Hogwarts, it was all cool... I mean, I was at school. And now I'm here. This is totally weird. Harry? Hermione?

Has anyone seen a cell phone around? I think I lost mine, and this is not the type of place I fancy loosing my cell phone in. No offense.


I'm Alec, by the way. Alec Lightwood. Hi. So... My cell phone. Kinda need it please.