Corvidia.

[wraithwitch]

Crossed Ladywell Fields today beneath a high sun and a low summer sky. People played football, minded children, chatted and pottered about. Nothing weird happened, there were no hallucinations. I think it probably says rather a lot about me that a neuron or two at the back were oddly disappointed. Still, mild disappointment probably better than

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[spacedmonkey]

I rather like the House of Seeking.

Am glad Ladywell Fields stayed as it was for you this time. Much better than your ribcage exploding.

[wraithwitch]

Heee - I could see you as a member of the House of Seeking, maybe from the Ash Feathered Clan (not quite sure why that one, just seems to fit - I think I can imagine you in slightly Saxon-ish clothes with a pair of Corvidic-style spectacles perched on your nose in a room that rivals Baker Street for random ordered chaos...)

Yeah, the explodey ribcage was bad, but even so it was...interesting. Kinda in the way that nightmares, although nasty, can be interesting - but only once they've stopped...

[spacedmonkey]

Yep, that sounds like home. I really must clear up...

I've had experiences like your exploding ribcage, although not quite as vivid, or perhaps I am just less able to retell my experiences. I understand the interesting. :)