1st star to the right

[unhand]

[The handwriting that appears is a neat, even old fashioned cursive.]

Captain’s Log

I’d add a date, but I’ve no idea what world I’ve landed in, much less how the local time is measured. I know one thing, and one thing only: This isn’t Neverland. Not unless he’s grown more powerful by far since I was here last.

My ship is gone, as well as the rest of the rescue party. With luck, they’ve sailed on, though I fear for the success of their voyage without me to guide them. Not many have gone up against him and survived. I don’t care how much power the Queen and the Crocodile have. My knowledge and sailing abilities are indispensable if we’re to save Henry. They’ll need me.

I don’t recognize this land. I doubt it’s as pleasant as it appears. Magic always comes with a price, does it not? And a land such as this reeks with magic.

I’ll write more when I know more.

- Hook

Comments

written

[unhand]

Of course it does. Magic's always got to come with a price even when you don't want the magic. I hate this place already.

written

[unvarnished]

[August hasn't decided how he feels about the place] You wouldn't be the only one to feel that way.

written

[unhand]

And do you feel it? Whoever you are?

written

[unvarnished]

Rowan. My name's Rowan. [the lie gives him a shot of pain, but Hook doesn't know him from anybody and August is going to use that]

I hate the price of magic, but... there are some good things about this place.

written

[unhand]

[Hey, it's not like Hook is Hook's real name. He doesn't question it.]

Such as what?

written

[unvarnished]

There are good peple here. People who will fight beside you, or just lend a friendly ear.

written

[unhand]

I don't have much need of friendly ears or good people.

written

[unvarnished]

You might in the future. Maybe not friends, but you'll definitely want allies.

written

[unhand]

I've already got some.

written

[unvarnished]

Then you're already a step ahead.