I spent days practicing my strokes. I wrote that damned word over and over, maybe a hundred times.

island
island
island
island
island
island

Confident that the next attempt would be successful, I wrote it into six of my remaining eight books before I gave up. Absolutely nothing. No link, no magic.

No world.

I cannot begin to fathom what to do next. The word looks exactly like it does in the Codex! EXACTLY!! In my absolute frustration and despair I lashed out, grabbed the first book my hands could find and tore it to shreds, from cover to cover.

Thankfully it was only my workbook and in my blind rage I didn’t destroy the Codex or the remaining blank Descriptive Books. These other books are useless now, tainted with my failure. I suppose I will have to find a way to dispose of them, but at the moment I can barely keep my fingers moving.

What am I to do now? I have failed utterly. I have absolutely nothing.

I think it may be time to re-think my reason to be down in this empty cave.