Voice Post//The Dawn Treader

[treadingdawn]

I welcome everyone with an open heart, however...

Do not climb the mast.

Do not swing from the bow.

Do not swing from the stern.

Don't hang from the portholes.

And under no circumstances will you take the helm.

...without an invitation.

Comments

[tangodelamuerte]

With burning open heart do I come! Many a moment passed in Mab and her darkest sister's chambers hath Morpheus' only son played with such passion these eyes of mine not only wept but sealed. Upon opening, what wonders I behold.

Helms are held by houses head, are they not? Aye for a father is the captain. Though gladly do I bow as guest into the vessel of my most beloved, lost cousin.

[treadingdawn]

...Primo?

[tangodelamuerte]

Never can there be two by the name of Tybalt of the House of Capulet!

[treadingdawn]

No, I suppose not. Have you been well?

audio;

[gazingup]

You have a ship now, Caspian?

audio;

[treadingdawn]

I do, sir.

audio;

[gazingup]

Sir? Why not Tristan? I mean, you can't have forgotten me already.

audio;

[treadingdawn]

Tristan...Yvaine's Tristan?

[delete if DNW - no spoilers planned tho]

[kirtled]

Then, will you tell me how an invitation might be secured?

only green witches need not apply D<

[treadingdawn]

First, an exchange of greetings.

video | private

[quillandbroom]

What earns you an invitation, then?

video | private

[treadingdawn]

For you an invitation goes without saying.

video | private

[quillandbroom]

[And Ginny breaks into a broad grin.]

Is that so?

video | private

[treadingdawn]

Of course, why wouldn't it? I'm sure Peter would agree.

[only_fell]

You must have an atrocious record with visitors.