If (Merciful) Mother Mary could make one thing easier for me, what would it be?
A community tries to swallow Weaver whole. It may be lonely being an individual, but the alternative is horrifying.
An abusive worshiper adds to his errors with a NSFW request. Be careful what you wish for.
Weaver takes a shortcut through a swamp. Swamps stink.
Bugging Keri as she’s falling asleep is a good way to get hurt. Unless you can make the ghosthound laugh.
The presentation went well. The escape, not so much. Always vet the help.
Dear Whomsoever’s Dream I Crashed Last Night,
From your point of view, the bitching was totes justified. I just put a few dozen holes in your guide after all before beheading [kir] with prejudice. But, my dear, think about it. If that really was your guide, I would not have been able to so much as scratch them.
If you had just calmed down for a second and asked the Right Damn Question, you would have found out that it was your guide that sent me to you. But you didn’t. Your reliance on surface appearances is how you were suckered in the first place, and your continued reliance on surface appearances means you’re more distant from your guide than ever.
So, sorry, not sorry that I fucked up your night.
/s Ashface Blacktalon
In retrospect, it was totally a bad idea. I tried anyway.
Weaver goes as an agent to eradicate the enemy. NSFW procedures are used.
K and company need my help for once. I’m such a pushover.