Festivals End

Right, I'm back book! here to tell you all thats happened in the last few days since we discovered our weird special tattoo's. Well, at first nuthin much, it was business as usual. I tend to my apples and animals, the festival continues but more in the evening instead of all day. Probably because people got tired of drinking and dancin' all day, Maw always said too much of a good thing can be bad for people. Paw would have just said "people just need to get back to their work." Either way, we are still have fun in the evenings, so I just need to finish my work extra early is all.
 
Especially if I want to catch up to my good friend Fyfe, maybe he doesn't see it but he is a friend in my book. He is one of the few people that talks to me with holding back words. Plus, he is one of the very few people that's different, like me! But he isn't my only friend, Cherry is a friend too. She just has to work alot and I respect that, but she is really nice to me. She doesn't seem that scared of me, that or she is too polite to tell me, HA! Anyways, as I was talkin to Fyfe, he asked me a question that really got me thinkin. What if I left the farm and joined him on his travels? I mean, I can't just leave the farm. Who's going to take care of my apples! Goats! and cows! Well, i guess the farm down the road could help, I help them out plenty of times and they always say they will repay me someday. Still, I'll have to think about it and get an answer to Fyfe before he leaves.
 
Later I ran into miss Marda, she wacked me with her cane and it took me a minute but I found her. She told me I was number one and gave me a little medallion! I don't remember entering a contest but I'm I came out as number one. She told me to use it to...I think prick the veil? does that mean I poke it when the time comes? Mind the veil? She also told me to stop the broken dance. I didn't even know there was a dance today, but I have to stop it? She also told me to mind my mark, at first I though it was the medal before she wacked me again and told me about the strange tattoo I got. In the end she told me to mind the others, maybe they will guide me when the time comes.
 
The fog is getting thick now, I'll write in you again later. Some people around me seem nervous about it and I should probably help them.
 
Your friend,
 
Brutus Vogar.