I daresay the wine at supper hasn't helped any... though I'm pretty sure I'm still sober... but this is decidedly the least sensible village I've ever been a citizen of--in the sense that I can't make sense of "the rules" at all. I'm not entirely sure there are any.
++ Fea
++ Inzil
++ Izzy
++ Rune
I'm sort of around until the deadline, but there are birthday reasons to be disappearing soon enough, and (as my dear
Fea noted), I've kind of not been very conspicuous this. I guess I'm just not much invested in it--I mean, I want the village to win... but not quite the extent that I'm much likely to knuckle down and sort things out... not least because I like things to be systematic and possible to sort out, and I'm half-certain they can't be here.
Let's just say that I'm emotionally distraught after murdering
Pitch and losing my dearest
Nienna. If you need me, I'll be daydreaming about her and our all too brief time together.
