Day 16:

Day 15 was, once again, chewed off my a bunch of hungry rabbits. Irritating little rascals. They're like rats. Just. Bigger and more crazy.

Well, after putting together a few strips of wood and a bunch of wheels, I now have a very pretty and convenient way of transport. Overlooking the harvesting villagers as I wheeled about in my newfound contraption has never felt more fun. Ah yes, I have organized them in groups and sent them to harvest, scout-search, as well as construct more advanced and intelligent structures, although it isn't going very well. I swear, there came a point where I had to demonstrate by painstakingly building a wooden frame of a house, only to have them understand, knock it down, and build it up again, much to my exasperated dismay.

I had seen a pillar of what appeared to be smoke in the distance yesterday, presumably a ship of sorts. Perhaps they can spare us some mater- wait. That.. smell. The scent that. Only the most beautiful of nights could ever possibly provide me.

Where. Where? I must find it.

Azazyl

Stench of humanity,
The rot of those fair.
Despair!
Of lost sanity and
Dreams never there.