A Day at the Academy and A Favored Play in Danger

It was another day at the Academy. Three of my goblins had to be permanently separated. Only one of the goblins then got into an argument with an elf, because he wishes Mouth Doesn’t Stop Moving would be quiet. She had to be set away from the others. Then she and one of her buddies swore that our kingdom has been around for more than three hundred years. They refused to believe that we once belonged to another kingdom. I sometimes despair over the system that King Bush created with his ill advised mandates. ‘Tis truly a pity.

The trip to the Market was more advantageous. Although, a nymph had let her offspring run loose through the market and they were dancing and singing loudly. They weren’t very good at music or dance, I must say. The market had the offering for the Feast of Samhain out. It is time to bring out our gourds and offerings to our family beansidhes and visiting spirits. Truly, ’tis the greatest of seasons.

When I returned to my hovel, I learned through the gossip channels of a great tragedy. The plays featuring Tom Holland as a boy bit by a magical spider who becomes a spider based mage as a result are in trouble due to one playwrights company trying to fight the greatest of conquerors and rulers. One should not try and fight the House of Mouse. It is grievous indeed and I shall listen to the rumors with great intent. The House of Fox tried similar tactics and is no more. One must learn from the mistakes of others. One should also learn from the past, lest they think that our kingdom was its own kingdom a hundred years ago. *sigh*.