((That all sounds great! Okeydokey. Here goes.))

As the Chrestomancis were interviewing Myrella, I listened with interest. When they came to the conclusion that it might be about me and Philippa instead of just Howl himself, my mother interrupted suddenly. "I remember now!" she exclaimed out of the blue. We all looked at her quizzically. She continued, turning to my Uncle Joe, the Chief Mechanic as she spoke. "THe Pinhoes and Farleighs have a prophecy. It goes," She went into a trancelike singsongy voice as she spoke the prophecy, and Joe joined her after the first sentence or so. The main part was: "There will come two of a kind, fair and dark, who will wield the powers of the gods themselves. They will save the worlds from darkness. " etc etc. Everybody looked at Philippa and I. My father murmured curiously, "Two of a kind, one fair, which could mean Philippa, and one dark, which could be Lori. I don't know about the power-of-the-gods part, though." I looked at Philippa. Her face looked frantic. "This can't be us," she whispered, at which I shook my head. The more I thought about it, the more sense it made. I looked at my father, pleading for reassurance, and he said quietly, "Lori, it's more than likely." Just then, the dinner bells rang and the rest of the Family poured in. I groaned as Mr Saunders came in. He had arrived early back from France, and I was betting he would be talking about Art and Music and Culture as usual. I sat down and blanked out for the rest of the evening, nodding when somebody spoke to me directly and picking at my food at various intervals so my parents would think I was eating. I couldn't be in a prophecy. Could I? 

((Aliza, sorry, I just dragged ur character into a prophecy. If u dont like it then this entry can be cancelled out))) 

((Yeah, I was going to stick our power characters with a prophecy. It's sort of hard to resist, you know?))

((Yay!! Now my turn!!!)) ((Can somebody make me at least do something interesting in their posts, instead of looking nervous and frightened and appearing here and there and not saying a word?!))

I was staring at the weird peackock-man's dressing gown, when all of the sudden the door crashed open, and standing in the doorway, was a bedraggled girl with sodden clothes, with a nice strong aura, and gasped something I couldn't understand, then collapsed in a heap of sodden clothes and water. Then Pippa stared, then shouted, "Myrella!" and ran over to the sodden girl, when a whole bunch of wierd people pushed her aside and dragged her off. I walked over slowly, wondering what was going on, and Loreli walked over too, but much faster, and conversed with Pippa , although I was still quite far away, I could still hear them. "Who's that?" Loreli asked Pippa. "Howl's apprentice, Myrella." replied Pippa, her voice abviously chocking with hysteria. I wondered who Howl was. I vaguelly remembered hearing that name once or twice. "He wouldn't have sent her if he wasn't in trouble! Something's wrong!" Pippa said. Loreli nodded. I thought, Please somebody explain what is going on!!!! as I stopped at Pippa's side. She seemed to notice me, and looked at me. I stared at here with wide eyes. I noticed she had a very shocked aura. She looked back and seemed to freeze. I wandered off, wondering whether or not if I should scream for explanation. My scream was very high, and I noticed that the Castle was mainly hard surface, and decided not to. But I really felt like screaming. A several people walked over to Pippa, and I thought that everything was going around me, and I was begening to feel like I was some kind of flea or somthing similar. The peackock-man said, loud enough for even me to hear, "But we can talk and eat at the same time, and as far as I know, this Myrella person is still unconscious. Lettie, shall we?" and I thought, as the peackock-guy offered me his arm, which I politly accepted, I'm not a flea after all, I guess!

(( Please make me talk at least!! I'll catch up with you guys, or try to, now.))

We sat down at the dinner table, and I ate all the things I knew what it was, but then I realized there wasn't enough stuff I knew what it was for me to get full, so I tried some other stuff. I ate some really wierd stuff. Some of the foods that I ate I'm not quite sure I ate it the right way or not, but I guess I did because nobody critisized me. All the while they talked, but I was very good at tuning out other people that I didn't hear a thing. I had to be very good at it or else I would never be able to read a book without reading things, then there would be a "I got ya! You're it!". Then there would be a response of "I didn't want to play Tag in the first place!" Then a,"But you're it!" and then,"Hmmph!! I'm not playing." or something similar.
Then they set out the desserts and there was something white and soft and creamy, and I heard somebody say that it was diced tream, and I wondered what it was. I ate a quite a bit of the 'diced tream'. It tasted good. Almost like whipped cream, exept it was much colder. I wished I had brought my cardigan. I was freezing from all the diced tream I had eaten. I was shivering. I looked at  my arms, and I was suprised how many goose-bumps I had. I blew on my arms, then shivered even more. My teeth were chattering so much, that if anyone had asked me anything, I would have answered something like," W-w-wwhat'd-d-d y-y-you s-s-sa-a-aaayyyy?!?!?!" I felt like an ice-cube. Brrrrrrrrrrr. I thought, I wish I had something to keep me warm!! I warmed up eventually. But I decided never to eat that much diced tream without a jacket or some thing other with me.

((How's that!! One question. Where do I sleep? I wanna know where I am during the night.)) ((By the way, somebody's gotta tell me that it's ice-cream, not diced tream....)) ((P.S. I really am cold at the moment, that's why I'm being cold in the post!!! V(^~^) <--- eating ice-cream.))