December 3rd

today i have decided to speak more of the watcher he hunts me for stealing from the vault of the forbidden a place where magickal secrets are locked away i stole a book it was the original key of solomon the watcher hunts me now using the watchers eye which commands lesser beings to do his will he can see through their eyes it is also called the orb of trapped thoughts

i saw my parents under the porch where my library is i nearly shit my pants but they didnt notice the trap door by the way i was kidding about digging a hole its really just a basement that was unknown to my parents i found it and moved my books from the floorboards to there and drew a solomonic evocation circle down there for protection and convenience not having to do LBRP is great hmm a bird is staring at me in the snow i thought they went south... i decided to kill the bird oddly it didnt move at all it must have been a puppet of the watcher