Entry 1: "It's been a few days since I messed up Aunty'shtola's spell and found myself hurled into the past. Best I can tell is near at the end of the Seventh Umbral Era based on how everyone keeps talking about the 'recent' Calamity from five years ago."
"I came to in a carriage, seated across from a pair of white-haired elezen youths. Twins, I think. There's something familiar about them. I found myself wearing an outfit I'd once seen in the depths of Mother's dresser."
"I'm beginning to see why she found it so impractical. If this truly is the past, I need to find a way to fit in here in Gridania as quickly as possible. Archery suited Father and Mother both well enough when they were starting out, so that's what I'll do."















