Anne of Israel

I’ve been here for what, a week, almost, and have left countless messages for the curator who ”knows about that sort of thing.” No response. Magical Adventuring is not nearly as fun as it’s made up to be. Cole is concerned. I have almost literally talked his ear off. He fell asleep on the phone yesterday (his 3am) while I droned on for ages about paths of silver and wool and what does it mean and who are all these people and how does … Continue reading Anne of Israel