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Journal entry: Back to the future

Just yesterday morning I was awakened by an antic noise, for as I proceeded to investigate I found myself in a very strange land nothing like the home I was used to. Upon asking somebody where I was I could not understand for his tongue spoke of a strange language that I was not familiar with. As I roamed the smooth rock like road, searching for anything to help me get back to Massina everyone seemed to be gazing on me. Perhaps it was because of my clothes, for theirs were certainly strange to me. Some of the women in fact barely seemed to be wearing any at all. There were many fair ladies who had destroyed their appearance with parlous garments and by changing there hair in mysterious ways, I believe I saw a young wench with hair the color or the grass.

Finally I picked up an assortment of papers that had the date on them, I was so affright you could not imagine, for it was the year of 2013! I had no idea how I had managed to get myself into this but I was sure I could get myself out. This new world is so strange, not only the people but everything around. There where these machines on wheels that could travel faster than I have ever seen, transporting you where you would desire go I believe they are called cars. And these devices that everyone carried, they never seemed to be able to look away called phones, what a bizarre name and the most antic thing was they would start to talk to them as if they were humans! Oh and there were these tremendously enormous castle like structures that touched the sky taking many different shapes and forms. Not even just to mention all the people, there were more people than I have ever seen before.

The world was so loud in the year of 2013; I much prefer the peaceful and quiet time of the past. There seemed to be so much spite and hardly love. Back home I loved playing with love and tricking people to fall for each other! But none of that here, hardly any conversations were made. To see our future as this left me in choler. I do not know how I shall return to my time but when I do I will warn my people and try to save this pity of a world.