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Today's worm turnout was dismal. I scrounged up six worms, tops – and I think one of them was actually one long worm split in half. Grok, as expected, was unhappy. “Elfy not go in until Elfy find more worms!”
Well, it didn't cross his mind that it's impossible to hunt worms on winter nights. They go deep underground to gather heat from the planet's core, which keeps them warm during the day. I thought everyone knew that.
So anyway, I'm spending night outside. Lloyd kept me company until he fell asleep. Now I'm stargazing.
Edemia has two moons, Nilbog and Liit. Goblins come from Nilbog. It's a long way away, so Bob and Joe are usually the only ones here. Sometimes they ship workers over to pick berries and bring them back so they can make fake berry juice from real berries. Yeah, I don't get it either. It's a goblin thing.
Nilbog pretty much looks like a shadow from Edemia partly because of pollution, and partly because most goblins are afraid of exposure now (the outside being so polluted) that they live indoors and make food in greenhouses. That's why they wear those masks all the time. All the streetlights died out long ago and no one bothered to replace them.
Liit is much smaller, but it's more visible. Besides that, we don't know anything special about it. There's been talk of an exploratory mission cooking up in Clockwork City, though.
Then there's the stars. You see a good number of them from Grok's farm on a good night. We studied them quite extensively during elf training. It's one of those things they teach you that you never end up using, like how human children study calculus. Lesver says it's to prepare us in case enemies figure out how to strike from the skies. Elves are always thinking about enemies.
One of the stars is our sun, Leil. On most days it's yellow, but sometimes it's orange and sometimes almost red. When that happens, Grok panics and spends the day inside. “Grok get blisters when sun mad,” he explained. We tried to explain that it's just the dust particles changing the light's wavelength, but he was convinced that Leil had PMS.
I better get up and find something for Grok. Most of the worms will be out of reach by now, but maybe I can catch some slow ones. Otherwise, well, boss is gonna have to settle for berries.
Good night, everyone!
P.S. We didn't get the extra week off for Christmas. Bob poured the soap in before Joe was done clearing the snot off Grok's nose.
Well, it didn't cross his mind that it's impossible to hunt worms on winter nights. They go deep underground to gather heat from the planet's core, which keeps them warm during the day. I thought everyone knew that.
So anyway, I'm spending night outside. Lloyd kept me company until he fell asleep. Now I'm stargazing.
Edemia has two moons, Nilbog and Liit. Goblins come from Nilbog. It's a long way away, so Bob and Joe are usually the only ones here. Sometimes they ship workers over to pick berries and bring them back so they can make fake berry juice from real berries. Yeah, I don't get it either. It's a goblin thing.
Nilbog pretty much looks like a shadow from Edemia partly because of pollution, and partly because most goblins are afraid of exposure now (the outside being so polluted) that they live indoors and make food in greenhouses. That's why they wear those masks all the time. All the streetlights died out long ago and no one bothered to replace them.
Liit is much smaller, but it's more visible. Besides that, we don't know anything special about it. There's been talk of an exploratory mission cooking up in Clockwork City, though.
Then there's the stars. You see a good number of them from Grok's farm on a good night. We studied them quite extensively during elf training. It's one of those things they teach you that you never end up using, like how human children study calculus. Lesver says it's to prepare us in case enemies figure out how to strike from the skies. Elves are always thinking about enemies.
One of the stars is our sun, Leil. On most days it's yellow, but sometimes it's orange and sometimes almost red. When that happens, Grok panics and spends the day inside. “Grok get blisters when sun mad,” he explained. We tried to explain that it's just the dust particles changing the light's wavelength, but he was convinced that Leil had PMS.
I better get up and find something for Grok. Most of the worms will be out of reach by now, but maybe I can catch some slow ones. Otherwise, well, boss is gonna have to settle for berries.
Good night, everyone!
P.S. We didn't get the extra week off for Christmas. Bob poured the soap in before Joe was done clearing the snot off Grok's nose.
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