《Diary of Erica Kron》Day 107
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Today i received a gift from Tiddol. She called it a clock. This clock was a solid metal box with what was called a face on one side. This face had the numbers one through ten listed on it with two hands, the larger of which moving faster than the smaller one. According to tiddol the smaller hand completes one full rotation every day, and moves from one number to the next with each rotation of the larger hand. I can definitely see it being useful.
From now on i think i’m going to use this clock to measure time, it should be much less vague than before. For reference i woke up when the clock hit three this morning.
Back to what i read today. It was about plants, and how they produce mana. They actually managed to accomplish this in several diffrent ways, all of which involved taking energy from another sorce. The two most effective ways were either taking the light energy of the suns, and yes what was said in this book confirms what Mest said a couple days ago about the suns and moons, and turned it into mana. The other involved taking energy from deep below the surface of the world and turning that into mana on the surface. The way they did that was fascinating, it is something i feel like i’m on the verge of being able to mimic or change. Recently i’ve been working on being able to change plants into a variety of things based on their base, but i’ve never really considered changing their actual base nature, something that in hindsight is pretty obvious.
It was a bit after the seven mark when i went started writing this. I decided to look up at the sky and look at the moon, and it is definitely different from the one last night, this one is a bit bigger, and light green as opposed to blue. Interesting, but not useful.
Anyway, Good Night Diary
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