Ah. Right. That actually didn't explain anything at all, did it? Like a withering plant her pointing finger curls until her hand is in a loose fist and she taps the heel of it on her knee.
"...Well. I hardly own a distillery, do I? So how else would I make mead if not...ya know. Via a little wrongness?"
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Date: 2021-02-06 03:29 am (UTC)"...Well. I hardly own a distillery, do I? So how else would I make mead if not...ya know. Via a little wrongness?"