Renaissance Festival War Stories: The Poisoned Pen Scroll 2022
Because not all stories are happy ones
I was hoping I wouldn't have to write this post this year. Oh, the optimism of youth. How wrong I was! Growth. Fourth weekend I saw him again: the lowest piece of slime. This year he had a super long pipe. Mr. Pretty-And-I-Know-It is now over compensating for something. I knew if I engaged with him it wouldn't be pretty. I pointed him out to another riddler letting them know I'm going to sit back for a bit, because if I riddle for this guy, it's not going to end well.
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Renaissance Festival War Stories September 24/25, 2022
Continued from week 5 September 24/25, 2022 Fall This is the first weekend it's been a little cool out. I get to wear my cloak and gloves out of comfort and not necessity. There's a level of pacing and rhythm that is found by sixth weekend. Our team has found its comfort in each other. We are a harmonized group. Are things perfect? No. They never will be, and that's okay.
By Tinka Boudit She/Her3 years ago in Humans
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