1 June, early afternoon
Our good lady cirque is feeling chatty today, it seems. Unfortunately, she had no great revelations to share, and now I have the worst headache. Let us try to find and eject our unwanted guest before she feels inclined to reach out again, because I don't know that my brain is quite up to the task.
What little I gleaned is that the interloper is sewing chaos and intent on hurt, and we picked it up en route to our current location. I know, I know, it's not particularly helpful. But I suppose we can be reassured that our mistress is as unhappy as the rest of us about recent events.
What little I gleaned is that the interloper is sewing chaos and intent on hurt, and we picked it up en route to our current location. I know, I know, it's not particularly helpful. But I suppose we can be reassured that our mistress is as unhappy as the rest of us about recent events.