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[skjaldmeyjar]

Svava and Archie are off on their honeymoon, to Cable's Providence Island. One day, while in town, they discovered postcards. Thus, there is a flash of light above the bar, the faint smell of scorched paper, and a stack of them lands on the wooden surface. One of them is addressed to Bar, of course. The rest will wait until the person they are meant for--




And all written with a quick note in either Svava's spiky writing, or Archie's more formal cursive.

Cheers!