After what had happened with Karyn yesterday, I think I realized just how dangerous a mistaken wish could be. It took a weekend of brainstorming. This isn't something I should tell Karyn about. I told myself. I don't really know if we'll stay friends.
After spending probably a collective 20 hours staring at the rock, and at least 50 pages of ideas, each of which could mess up. All in an attempt to figure out how to safeguard the rock. I decided to make a wish.
"I wish I had a friendly, ghost-like companion, whom only I can see and cannot become evil, which will always give me correct advice and information on the stone and any future wishes I may make." I wished. Of course, terms like "friendly" and "ghost-like" were a little too vague. And to always give me advice could get annoying, especially if he, or it, followed me around even in "private" scenarios. But I considered that only a constant supervision on the stone was the only way to properly protect it. It was like putting a magical guard on any magical item.
Even thought I envisioned some sort of genie like being, or perhaps some small floating alien that would follow me around, I didn't really know what I just wished for. It could be me but only I could see it. It could be a weird, gargling blob or some black box. Or a raccoon, or a bear. Now I'm starting to think I should have used a different plan.
But, my thoughts were cut off by it's entrance.
