Ah, well... some time ago, when the objects from home came through the mirrors. A book appeared through mine, a collection of historical notes written by Sherwood himself. I was the third to read it, as Lord Viren discovered the bound volume and Sokie some stray pieces.
[which was irritating, but also... he'd not have had the courtesy to keep himself from reading such a thing, if the roles where switched. Stones, glass houses, something to that effect.
Everett, also, can't much stay mad at those two. They're gremlins just like he is.]
Sherwood wrote everything down. His journals are a cornerstone of Springtide culture, kept in utmost regard and under intense protection. They are too precious to allow any read should they not be a Druid. As his reincarnation, especially, I was forbidden ever be close to them. [so he promptly read it, like, five times and suffered. Everett sometimes suffers some real only really wants cookies if told not to touch the cookie jar impulses]
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[which was irritating, but also... he'd not have had the courtesy to keep himself from reading such a thing, if the roles where switched. Stones, glass houses, something to that effect.
Everett, also, can't much stay mad at those two. They're gremlins just like he is.]
Sherwood wrote everything down. His journals are a cornerstone of Springtide culture, kept in utmost regard and under intense protection. They are too precious to allow any read should they not be a Druid. As his reincarnation, especially, I was forbidden ever be close to them. [so he promptly read it, like, five times and suffered. Everett sometimes suffers some real only really wants cookies if told not to touch the cookie jar impulses]