Me, Tara, and my little buddy Tigger just took out a couple of large lizards. I think I'm starting to get my groove back into combat. I know I still have a long way to go, but I'm definitely improving. I told Tara that today, I'm fighting large lizards, and tomorrow, I'll be back to fighting horror and nightmares. She said that's the spirit, Ricky, and then she cheered me on. Yeah, I know that's impossible in such a short timeframe. I'll get there eventually though.
Me and Tara are just out and doing another day of resource gathering and hunting. We discovered some iron ore. There is some iron ore in the area, but it just seems really scattered around. It makes the whole gathering process more tedious, but I guess me and Tara just have to deal with it.
We made it back to Havenmeadow. Tara and Tigger are asleep right now. I'm just standing by the pond and thinking. The damn truth is that I don't think we're ever going back to Willow Creek 1994, and the world of the present, who the fuck really knows what that place is. That god really did it. Me, Tara, my little buddy Tigger, and our friends are trapped here in this future British Columbia forever with these horror and nightmares, and the Endbringer. It's a dark fate, but I guess it is what it is...