MINOR UPDATE(?????)
Witches, this 'blog' is disastrous. Greetings, feeble beings. I understand that the very small audience this little Scholar has gathered might be worried about her after her so-called 'lore entries' were paused? I am here to quell those anxieties, as much as I am able to, anyway. Your little Scholar and her posse of other young, wide-eyed Cookies are currently resting their sweet eyes in my domain(picture above). The Lake of Licorice shall make them forget of all their worries and keep them in a perfect, picturesque slumber. The thief of my Soul Jam, that tamarind-flavored one, evades me still. A good dream-filled slumber would suit them better than any one of their obnoxious campfire tunes ever allow. The fates of my old allies have mostly been unfortunate when in contact with their counterparts, ending in turmoil and even, Dough forbid, betrayal in false allyship. Stagnant Water Cookie, that prickly idiot, always takes it too far, and this time was no better. Kept their counterpart tortured and locked in a cell for near two months, the poor thing. I almost felt glad when he escaped, but my utmost Cowardice prevented me from doing so. My thief must be so frightened, wandering the expanse of my domain alone. It's only a matter of time before they come crawling back to me on their hands and knees begging for forgiveness. Don't you have anything better to do besides reading this useless post? This is all meaningless in the face of my domain. Farewell. I hope we never cross paths again. -L.I.C