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Below are the 16 most recent journal entries recorded in Luna Llyr Gwydion Lovegood's InsaneJournal:

    Thursday, February 12th, 2009
    8:17 pm






    Being hit with a body bind is always an interesting experiance.
    Sunday, February 8th, 2009
    12:40 pm
    I don't understand why he didn't put it back on. It makes no sense for him to have simply 'misplaced' the bracelet. Mister Lestrange never misplaces anything. He never misplaces anything and he never, ever, ever sends me out without Enky. Here I am, without the bracelet and without Enky. Ohhh, what if something was going to happen to him! Maybe I should go back. Except I can't get back without a wand or Enky. I don't know how. I don't even know where I am. I seem to have misplaced myself in the bustle of Diagon. I've never been this far into Knockturn. At least I think it's Knockturn. What a predicament. Only way to figure it out is to look around!

    [three minutes later] Oh, but I should probably let him know, without letting him know, that I'm alright. Since he went through all this trouble to make sure that I was away from whatever he wanted me away from. I wonder if it was because of all the blood. Oh, figs. I can't stand all this subterfuge


    I think I'm in Knockturn Alley. I've never been here for very long on my own before. It's quite fascinating.
    Tuesday, January 6th, 2009
    9:00 pm
    I was looking up at the sky today, after taking care of the animals, I noticed how cloudy it was. It wasn't unusually cloudy. It was just cloudy and enough to see certain shapes. There was a thestral eating a cake. And a kite. And a dragon.

    When I was younger I used to think that angels lived on clouds. That they had their entire society up there like we do down here and that they didn't fall through the fluffy matter because they were angels. People died and there bodies just adapted so that they wouldn't fall through, because they were angels now too. Now I know that heaven isn't up in the clouds. It's probably in another galaxy. Maybe a different version of Jupiter because Jupiter is huge.

    I still like to pretend though. That the angels are on the clouds. Changing them to suit their fancy, into funny shapes that make us just relax and enjoy nature. Unique shapes to suit their moods and makes us think. Because clouds are never what we want them to be. This one time I thought I saw a giraffe but it was really llama on a broom. Strange that. I never imagined that a llama would be interested in flying.
    Saturday, December 13th, 2008
    1:20 am
    I would like to apologise for worrying everyone. I would have answered to each of your comments but I felt it would be easiest to say it here. I wasn't able to answer because I had my journal taken away and I am so relieved that someone managed to talk Colin out of a mad rescue. The blood wasn't even mine, it appeared to be much worse than it really was. I really am sorry that I scared you all like that but I promise, I really am okay. Fit as a fiddle even. Sort of. I hated being locked up in the room but it's ... it's I'm healthy for the most part

    Did I miss anything interesting? Rutherford ate at the sheets when I let him into the room. I don't think he liked that I was away from him for so long.
    Tuesday, December 9th, 2008
    3:00 am

    blood splatter
    Tuesday, December 2nd, 2008
    1:34 am
    Mister Lestrange, I know you're awfully busy but I have a request that I'd like to ask you.
    Friday, November 28th, 2008
    6:46 pm
    [ooc: While JK said Luna could draw, I can't. This was taken from adambaumgoldgallery.com]
     

    This is Rutherford. He's a bit chubby isn't he? I suppose the growing boy addage fits well for jackalopes as well as humans because he is forever eating something.  He is just a baby, only a few months old even.  I promised someone that I would put up his picture on the journals and here he is. I forgot to ask Mister Lestrange to borrow a camera, so I drew him. I do hope this is all right. I'm not very good at drawing things.

    Wednesday, November 26th, 2008
    1:06 am
    (OOC:hexed by Rabastan, as per this thread. Viewable by him too.


    Hexed Private to Ginny, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Remus

    Before any of you ask, I'm fine, I'm alive, and I'm unpunished.

    Now please tell me that everyone is is all right. I would like the truth, please

    /End Hex

    It would be niced if it rained in the morning.
    Wednesday, October 8th, 2008
    11:43 am
    I found two caterpillers yesterday. They were near the clover. One was dead and the other was on the leaf, eating and staring at the first one. Someone had stepped on it and hadn't even noticed. I buried him, of course. I named him Gary. I'm taking care of the other one, she's grey ... they both were actually. I'm naming her Wilbur. Like after the book.
    Thursday, September 18th, 2008
    8:42 pm
    I suppose it's all a matter of control. People want the same things in different ways, sometimes even more hurtful ways. I can't say that I understand it, but it just is. People are so painfully gray.

    But I can't understand that. I can't justify hurting the children. I suppose it's just another struggle for control, but there is only so much abuse control can take before it snaps
    Wednesday, September 10th, 2008
    7:51 pm
    Mister Lestrange is allowing me to go out tomorrow with Enky to get his robes and other things. I'm so very excited. We didn't get to spend much time in Diagon Alley the last time that we were there, and we probably won't again this time, however, I am still very happy. It will be like a small adventure! I do hope that I don't forget anything or lose anything. I don't like the lower level. Even with the house elves adding some light it's still a bit too dark. I hate dislike the dark
    Tuesday, August 19th, 2008
    1:51 am
    I've been so busy becoming used to being able to actually see more than three feet in front of me. I don't think I've ever written so many 'b's before, by the way. I'm not even doing it on purpose!
    Friday, August 15th, 2008
    12:50 am
    They seem to be more everywhere than before. They certainly seem to be bothering everyone more than before. Which really isn't a good thing. Unless that is they're having babies, although I think that would be the only babies that no one would be happy about. How sad. Everyone should be happy about new life except that it's just so hard to be happy here. I just want to cry all day lately. Even writing on the walls doesn't help or just staring at that one ray of light. Or walking. It hurts to walk, just sometimes though. But I still want to cry

    Distractions would be nice. Of the non-hitting kind. Or the non-smelly ones. Although, I do think that the guard just took off his boots again. He rather looks like cat, you know. Not the cuddly kind either. Mum said that we should be kind to all animals even if they look like as if they've been hit with a broom once or twice. I usually try and remember that but this place causes me to forget.

    I was thinking about nursery rhymes. I was thinking hard about one and I couldn't remember any, but that's all right. It doesn't bother me this time. My mum used to read me muggle books all the time. I was thinking about the part in the Wrinkle in Time when helped one of the children hold off the Man with the Red Eyes, helped when he recited 'Mary Had a Little Lamb' and his name was Joshua.

    Joshua's a pretty name. My name's Luna although sometimes I tell the guards my name is Snorack but I think it'll work if I try. It never hurts to try to keep evil away.

    Thursday, July 31st, 2008
    10:03 pm

    (ooc: Traced a few times to be noticed, but small enough to be missed if simply glanced over)

    Happy Birthday, Harry!

    I hope it was a good and safe one.

    Always in my thoughts,
    Luna Lovegood

    Sunday, July 27th, 2008
    3:08 am
    I was finally given the Prophet an hour ago. It was a bit of touch and go with the guard, like trying to catch a nargle except they don't shove, except for the story of the one who ate the pie with the growing potion but he finally gave it to me. I read it. I've decided that hunting for truth in the Prophet is like hunting for Snoracks in the Congo. It's much too hot. Sweden is best.

    I'm glad that the prisoners made it free and I talked to mum, she reminded me to tell you that you'll see your loved ones again even though the days seem a bit darker without them, they're still right there, listening. And that everyone bleeds the same.

    Stay clear of the wrackspurts, yeah? Last thing anyone needs.
    Thursday, July 24th, 2008
    12:05 pm
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