Dear Diary,

My powers are coming back and I'm not as happy about it as maybe I should be. After that weird weaponized polyhedron transport thing nearly cooked my brain while trying to incorporate me into its control system, my psychic powers were pretty much completely burnt out. It seemed permanent. I could barely even mend my clothes. 

It was uncomfortable at first, living in the present and not being able to do any magic, but I got used to it. It was just starting to be normal. I think that ritual chamber activating kicked something back into place though and now they're nearly as strong as the ever were. I can even mend wounds again.

I should be happy, I guess. I can be more helpful around town and help people out better. It was kind of nice being normal for a while, though. There was so much less pressure. So much less responsibility. I guess the vacation is over. 

I wonder if Tails has recovered, too. He said he was fine afterwards, but he had trouble getting his eyes to point the same direction for a while. I don't think he suffered any loss of magic powers like me, but I can't really be sure. I don't he's capable of being fully honest about himself.

Yours in anxiety,

Mauritius, Psion of the Panther's Claw, Earl of Mending.