It's nice to sit for a moment and look out over the water after a long day of buckling swashes. At least I don't do the stuff that Captain Burbridge did!
Sunday, May 17, 2020
Ahoy matey!
It's nice to sit for a moment and look out over the water after a long day of buckling swashes. At least I don't do the stuff that Captain Burbridge did!
Midsummer Fires
Midsummer is normally a time of joy and celebration. The weather is warm, as are the hearts that dance, sing, and come together for the heartfelt traditions. But this year something seems different, I can sense it. Something calls me to the woods.
I knew it was her, this book proves it! I must find the proper ingredients to protect the village, nay the world, from her wrath!
Where should I search? I stop a moment to collect my thoughts in the tavern, but I haven't much time, the sun is lowering in the sky.
These sweet creatures too are in danger. Perhaps they can guide me to the items I need.
If only the weapons he makes were enough, or that the archer could simply hit her from a safe distance.
Oh no! Come back sweet dog, I need that! If only you understood.
This place makes me uneasy, and I swear I can hear her voice on the wind. I must get what I came for and move on.
This is home, and I can't let them know what is coming, but can they not see the storm brewing in those clouds?
The spirits here chill me, but they cannot stop me now, not when I am so close. The sun is so low now.
The fire is lit! She rises! Do I have what it takes to stop this from happening? I've gathered the ingredients, now I must speak the words...
I knew it was her, this book proves it! I must find the proper ingredients to protect the village, nay the world, from her wrath!
Where should I search? I stop a moment to collect my thoughts in the tavern, but I haven't much time, the sun is lowering in the sky.
These sweet creatures too are in danger. Perhaps they can guide me to the items I need.
If only the weapons he makes were enough, or that the archer could simply hit her from a safe distance.
Oh no! Come back sweet dog, I need that! If only you understood.
This place makes me uneasy, and I swear I can hear her voice on the wind. I must get what I came for and move on.
This is home, and I can't let them know what is coming, but can they not see the storm brewing in those clouds?
The spirits here chill me, but they cannot stop me now, not when I am so close. The sun is so low now.
The fire is lit! She rises! Do I have what it takes to stop this from happening? I've gathered the ingredients, now I must speak the words...
What a smash!
I never knew that traipsing around smashing eggs with a giant rolling pin would be so much fun, but that is egg-xactly what I did for Easter this year. The eggs were all so pretty, and I felt a little guilty ruining someone's hard work, but apparently this little guy didn't mind.
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