Ryn and the misadventures of blah blah blah i’m tired and you know the drill; Part 11; Electricboogeleven!!

[Ryn]

night has fallen, and the psychic circle brightly, illuminating Ryn’s face.

shes snuck down here this evening to have a moment in solitude with the circle to complete her weekly ritual.

strainer in hand, she begins the process of sifting a star.

some time later, her work is done. before heading to the inn, Ryn offers up 8 states to the circle.

She makes it up to the inn, and goes the fuck to bed. Very demure, very mindless.