Might I bring my daughter, sir? I'm sure she'd find a trip to the North Pole to be positively high adventure, but seeing as how there shan't be any other young children present, I can see where she might be a bit underfoot.
Miss Artemsia must come, of course. Everyone would be sorely disappointed were she not, and I doubt the alcohol or the late hours will trouble her. I will forward a written invitation to her via phoenix. Sirius as well, I hope?
I was troubled by the presence of a dark sign in the tea leaves regarding the date noted on your invitation, but upon closer examination, what I took to be a sign turned out to be not a tea leaf at all, but rather a small spider whose fate it was to drown in a tea cup. The omens no longer being dangerous (to non-arachnids, at least), I shall be pleased to attend your Feast of Lights.
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I was troubled by the presence of a dark sign in the tea leaves regarding the date noted on your invitation, but upon closer examination, what I took to be a sign turned out to be not a tea leaf at all, but rather a small spider whose fate it was to drown in a tea cup. The omens no longer being dangerous (to non-arachnids, at least), I shall be pleased to attend your Feast of Lights.
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