Private//Warded
A slow beginning, but a successful one, though less permanent than expected. This place interferes in my magic, somehow. No matter, I will find a way to overcome it.
/Private
What a fascinating entrance into winter we have. Murders, curses, and sickness. I wonder what shall follow.
My dear children, I do hope you aren't feeling too lonely. Perhaps you should be under the guardianship of someone older. You do like hot chocolate, don't you? I know that Edmund has a fondness for it.
[ooc: For those keeping score, that's
Reno,
Artemis, and
Eden to kick off the stoning. Info and sign-up post
here.]