Melody's Journal ~Entry 68~

Going back through my book, I've come across countless moments that boggle the mind. Well, mine at least.
There was a loose page, talking about a new land somewhere that Bam and I had visited sometime. I apparently had a good time, as did he. The dragon children missed home, though. I wonder what this place was... It must've been amazing in some sense. There's also a sketch of what looks like an old clock, grandfather to be exact. I hung out with too many time mages... I hope I stop doing that. It looks strange, alive, with a boy fighting it. He appears elven, very young, too. Why would I draw something like that? I mean, the concept is very unique, but battling it out with a clock? That's just impossible....right? I also see something about big brother in here, the sight for something. And evil. An evil so perverted it made normal perverts seem innocent. The hell is wrong with this place?

*There's a tiny sketch of a fish with bat wings*