I bet you're wondering what demon I'm talking to. But probably not, because I hope no one's reading my journal entries. If you are, you are creepy, get out of my room.

Anyway. Here's a picture of the demon. Her/their name is Stargazer. She runs a stall in the demon market. Here's a picture:

They have a cousin, a lizard, creature named "Blop" and a purple flower friend too, but they weren't here today. Anyway, when I asked them, she said, "Oh, that's Ghost. They come by and buy stuff from me sometimes. They're not actually a ghost."

I told her that I knew that, and she said, "Oh." Then they proceeded to eat a pocket watch. "Care to buy an enchanted dagger? Only a 70% margin of failure."

I politely declined.