"Dear Journal, this bitterly cold and blustery day I faced yet another fearsome and formidable flying foe, the Fury Brood-mother. It was something that I had to do, if for no other reason than to make the island safe for the human inhabitants who dwell here. For I have come to know and care for them deeply. As ever, I was determined to prevail and went boldly into its lair, ignoring the cautions of the kind folk and brushing off the icy sting of the wind swept snow."