I didn´t make it to the Laurelin Bree Event, but I had my own little event in the ettens, a small group walking from Glan Vraig to Grams, with their fishing rods equipped, playing songs, we had cookies and ale and even a friendly warg enjoying the silence for once with us
The Last minutes I stayed at the TWA Kin House with the bunch and when we logged, a certain sadness befell our hearts.
Thanks codies, for the years, the fun, the work, everything, it has been a pleasure! And it is good to see some of you here
I hope everyone makes it to Boston in one piece!