[Backdated to Afternoon of Arrival]

[subdueme]

[He figured out the trick with the book after the bear incident. After the majority of the day without an answer to the problem he'd stumbled across he decides to see if use of the book would help.]

Swan Lake. Does anyone know where that is? We've searched all over town and have been unable to find it. I found a swan that was told by the locals that she needs to find it by nightfall. It's getting closer to sunset and we aren't any closer.

What is this place that it can turn someone so powerful into little more than a bird?

A day or so after arrival

[gardienne]

[Eponine, having settled a little bit, has eventually gotten round to opening her book. Having never had one all to herself before, she settles down to practise her writing, quite oblivious that her writing could be seen by everybody else.]

My name is Éponine.

My name is Éponine Jondrette.

The Little Match Girl. The Little Match Girl.

It is a strang thing to write on the book, but per haps they think it is me.

They giv me matches.

I do not want to sell matches.

I had a bisckit today.

I will find a sossige and musturd tumorrow.