Keri went to bed and closed her eyes. Putting herself at peace so the sight of the Gardenmaster’s huge eye doesn’t shock her.
Weaver opened her eyes and found Snake draped around her shoulders, Stormhoof looking expectantly at her, and a written invitation to Helheim in her hands.
Guess where Weaver has been All Night.
Guess how much of it she remembers.
Guess how exhausted she is now.
I’ll write up what I can, after a couple hours more sleep. It won’t be a long post (as I count long). I just need to recover. Helheim is not for the weak, y’all.