Dear Diary This might be my last entry for a while. I'm planning to spend a lot more time in bed.
Poor Urion. The shock on his face. A good thing he didn't have to talk to anyone today. His meeting with the queen was first thing in the morning. By then maybe he'd relax.
I planned to help him with that relaxing. And tensing. And relaxing...
In the days it took me to get permission to bring Urion into Limbo and then locate him, I learned some of the Misfitia secrets. Such as how to move fast. To show him, I dragged him by the hand, each stride moving us more like ten. A strange magic that imbued the roads to avoid the use of vehicles.
In no time at all, we were at the cottage I'd been given. Everyone who arrived got a place, although its size and s**t depended. Limbo had this thing abou
