Dear Diary.....

… I’m not interested in love.

I’ve seen too many Fairy Girls eloping with the wrong guys.

Dwarves who never shower. Elves who have a god complex. Not to mention Gnomes who have a rivalry with us. Oh god, don't get me started on Orcs.

My people have too many fetishes to keep track.

Maybe I should have burnt that book years ago.

The one that the human dropped by after he had tea with me some years ago. Hmm…What was his name again? Started with W and ended with S

……….

Anyway, I regret taking fancy in the playwright he had created. At first, I honestly thought the story of star crossed lovers surviving between warring families was very endearing. I've read his drafts over countless times.

It somehow made me sleep peacefully at night.

But because I made it public to the Fairy Kingdom..... Everyone is renacting major love and elopement scenes. The statistics were ridiculous.

Just the other day in a Court Meeting. I was presented with a large pile of cases regarding a growing concern of balcony-related incidents.

Falls. Breaking and Entering. Runaway Children. Chaos on all front.

That's why, I regret not burning the book of that man who....Oh.

I remember now... his name.

William Shakespeare.

That smooth talker... comparing me to a warm summer's day....Aaah...

...... I should put a warrant on him.

That man stole my heart... I want it back now.

...... A-and t-to charge him for inciting riots of a whole new level... Ahem.

つづく。