20th of March, 1129, Wednesday
Good morning, Diary!
It worked. It worked a treat.
I should have done it a long time ago. But writing it all down, and getting it all out, it feels like a huge weight has been lifted off my wings. I might one day even be able to fly freely again!
Last night, after I closed your cover, I must have went home in a daze.
Rainbow is still out; I guess she left early this morning again. But she left the object on my bedroom table this time.
I guess she must have come in late last night, and had wanted me to take care of it. But I was out at the pond, as you know, and she probably left it on my nightstand.
I got a good look at it for the fir