Day Two – Lemuria & Le Enchanteur

Now, as I am standing amongst the flowers, I stoop to examine them more closely. The pure punch of purple-ness is breath-taking. Each flower has a faint musky-sweet scent. All together, the field of blooms is heady – almost too rich. This field stretches out around me – the portal tree juts out in the middle of it. Ah, should be easy to find it again when it’s time to leave.
Leave? I just got here – okay, time to focus on the task at hand. First, to find this infamous Enchanteur…
“It’s about time you arrived.” says a husky voice to my left. I nearly jump out my skin at the sound. I turn to look and am greeted by the sight of a…
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until day 3,
the WiccanGal