[ooc: OOM:
The tree god and the comfort goddess have an idea. Tremble with fear, mortals. Or just see the
plot refresher.]
There is a Jack in the bar, drawing at a table.
This is not unusual.
There is a bowl of apples on the table.
This is not unusual either.
It is Midsummer's Day.
(That should probably be some kind of warning.)
But don't those apples look delicious? So crisp and refreshing and juicy . . .