All appointments are cancelled today. Maybe tomorrow too. The Divine Eye will be open to meet your shopping needs only until further notice, because Aubrey is much more accountable than I am. The Seer is
already drunk not in.
[Warded to the DA]A few weeks ago, I Saw something vague--a dim room busy with movement, some lights, some sounds and screams. And I felt a weight, like it was bad. I couldn't figure out what the details meant before, I
really tried and I just didn't, couldn't... Now I think it was the attack at the Hog's Head on Saturday. I even recognize a few of the sounds I heard as a couple of notes from a Weird Sisters song, though I didn't at the time.
How am I supposed to do anything if I can't fucking figure it out before it happens? I'm always too late. I'm supposed to be good at this and clearly I'm useless.
Fuck today. Today is shite. No, actually, fuck
everything because
everything is shite.
[Warded to Cho]If I can ever function again, I'll give you anything you want in exchange for bringing me food and tea in bed at some point today. Or more firewhiskey.
Or every potion in the loo. Everything hurts and I might never get out of bed again.