Dunbeg and I arrive in Owl Creek Valley after dark. Light spills from windows and doors into the night. I hear laughter as old friends greet each other. Feeling both tired and shy, I decide to sleep as soon as possible. The first cottage I come to emanates a great warmth and smells like baking bread. The sign on the door: “Antique Seeds.” I hesitate. Does one sleep in a seed shop? It seems odd, but I’m too exhausted to survey the town first and choose a more suitable spot.
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In Lemuria – anything is possible – even finding lodging in an antique seed shop! I wonder if that is where Enchanteur orders her dream seeds?
As I fell asleep last night I wondered why I had *eaten* the dream seeds Enchanteur gave me as opposed to planting them! I must have been really hungry. LOL
Better than me – I am hoarding them – just in case I need to slip Enchanteur a mickey!
Shh! If she hears you, you might not get away with it!