I’m helping Maggie with her plants later, but if you need a hand, I can make time.
I feel like this day is never ending, honestly. I warded my place, and have two other places to do, maybe three, so my work is cut out for me. And Ty is struggling. He doesn’t sleep, so thinking is a big use of his time.
Ugh, yeah, definitely not trying to do souls in jars. I’m thinking more of a...precaution of sorts to stabilize moods? Less inclined to violence. They wouldn’t need to actually become a puppet.