folklorist | ϡ - Chapter One; we all fall...in [voice]

[ There’s a very loud thud as something crashes to the ground from the sky. The journal turns on from the subsequent actions of the fallen object nearby. Most likely a body, actually it is, and a cough erupts through the preceding silence. So if you're out wandering about in the woods to the left of the village you'll find a blonde haired man walking around very confused albeit chipper and amused. ]

Haha! That wasn’t the entrance I was expecting! Marvelous how snow can break a fall though! I think if it were anything else I might not have been as fortunate. Must thank Mother Nature when I get back! She always does such a wonderful job with the seasons. But, oh my, th-this place is certainly rural. I-I don’t think this is Romania, ah, no, probably not. At least not any part I'm familiar with. The mountains perhaps? I've always wanted to visit those; they're always so magnificent this time of year. [ There's rustling as if the man whom the voice belongs to is looking around. He still hasn't noticed the journal so he continues on. ]

Hmm. Hello?! Anyone out there? Ah, well as long as there aren't any Yetis here think I'll be quite all right, or those pesky pixies. They always were a fussy bunch. Something seems…a bit different though and I’ve lost my clothes too. I rather liked that outfit, a bit too cold to go without a shirt though. [ Some more silence...wait for, wait for it...bingo! Clothes have been spotted. ]

Ah hah!

[ There’s another pause for a few moments with only ruffling and shifting of fabric against skin and against one another. Fortunately our headmaster's clothes were neatly placed beside him in the snow, how nice! ]

That’s better at least I won't get frost-! What...are those. Wings?! How…how absolutely fantastic! I’ve always wanted to know what it felt like to have them! This place is getting better by the moment! I simply have to investigate now! I think I'll be needing a pair of scissors actually, there aren't any holes in the back of my shirt...

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Hm. I think...it's very unfortunate, really.

Of course, but it's hard to help those who refuse to accept it. Usually it takes something drastic, and such opportunities don't present themselves in a useful capacity that often.

I see that is a bit of a problem. Well hopefully they'll come to terms with it and perhaps seek help themselves?

Hope is a funny, empty little thing.

Oh I don't know about that. I think hope is something special. It sparks enthusiasm and that leads to people doing great things if they really wanted. But everyone is entitled to their opinions.

It also crushes dreams and abandons people in the depths of despair at its whim.

Yes but so does anything as finicky as hope or even faith. It all depends on a person's willpower to make what they want come true. I think if you have a strong heart, and firm resolve anything is really possible.

That's it. You don't need hope. You need willpower and resolve. Hope is empty. Strength is not.

Hm I suppose that's true. Having a little of both never hurts though! The more cards you have to play with the better, hm?

Then I suppose I'll just have to disagree with you.

[ He lets out sigh though it's not frustrated or anything like that, but perhaps a tad bit sad. ]

I was hoping you wouldn't say that, but everyone is entitled to their own opinions.

Hope is too risky to be useful.