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You numpty- If yer gonna insist on pamperin' - sure. Go on then.

Some more words of comfort, for those in need of it: It doesn't make you weak to need help, or to receive it. You deserve kindness, and a helping hand, and somewhere to rest. You are not a burden for needing respite. Allow yourself that.

And when magical solstice-shenanigans begin to make you feel terrible, please allow your husband to be there for you.

(Hint hint, darling. Please.)

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...Darling.

Some more words of comfort, for those in need of it: It doesn't make you weak to need help, or to receive it. You deserve kindness, and a helping hand, and somewhere to rest. You are not a burden for needing respite. Allow yourself that.

And when magical solstice-shenanigans begin to make you feel terrible, please allow your husband to be there for you.

(Hint hint, darling. Please.)

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I'm fine, ya big pluke. I'll be better when I'm not stuck in bed doin' fuck all, but I'm fine.

Some more words of comfort, for those in need of it: It doesn't make you weak to need help, or to receive it. You deserve kindness, and a helping hand, and somewhere to rest. You are not a burden for needing respite. Allow yourself that.

And when magical solstice-shenanigans begin to make you feel terrible, please allow your husband to be there for you.

(Hint hint, darling. Please.)

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Some more words of comfort, for those in need of it: It doesn't make you weak to need help, or to receive it. You deserve kindness, and a helping hand, and somewhere to rest. You are not a burden for needing respite. Allow yourself that.

And when magical solstice-shenanigans begin to make you feel terrible, please allow your husband to be there for you.

(Hint hint, darling. Please.)

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Once upon a time, there was a girl who loved gold…

She knew from a young age she was a collector, deep in her soul. So, she started a collection, and she kept many golden things.

These items were precious to her, and she loved them very much, but there was something else that she wanted. Something that clawed a sense of longing in her chest. She just wasn’t sure what it was.

Thus one day, the girl wandered out into the woods, and explored - determined to find what she was missing.

She travelled for many days and nights, and found herself so very tired, and seemingly no closer to her goal. The feeling within her clawed and called, but she had no clue what to do with it.

As she came to her senses, she realised she was quite lost within these woods, and began to cry. But as soon as she did, the voice of a creature called out from within the forest.

“Good evening, my child; why are you crying?”

“I am on a journey to discover what I am missing, but I don’t know where to look.”

The voice hummed, and said:

“There is a river along this path. Perhaps you will notice what is missing if you gaze upon your reflection?”

And lo, there was a path before her, twisted with gold. The girl nodded, and followed the path until the sound of running water guided her to the river’s edge.

When she looked into the water, it was rushing by far too fast, and she could not see anything but the glinting silt at the bottom. She thought it was rather pretty, and her eyes caught the refraction of water-worn glass amongst the pebbles. She picked up the pieces, and held them in her hand. The brown and gold shards must have come from a bottle - before being smoothed by the water, she thought. What a journey they must have taken. But she still did not know what she was missing.

The voice called out again, from within the babbling of the water:

“There is a giant tree along this path. Perhaps if you sit under it’s branches, a moment’s rest will clear your mind?”

And lo, there was another path before her, twisted with gold. The girl nodded, and followed the path until the sight of trailing roots guided her to an enormous tree.

When she sat down underneath the shade of the branches, there was no clarity in her mind - save the feeling of loss within her, like the falling leaves that abandoned the tree. She thought they were rather pretty, and her hands reached up and caught a yellowing leaf as it descended. All that time growing - all to fall into her hands, she thought. What a journey it has taken. But she still didn’t know what she was missing.

The voice called out again, from within the rustling of the leaves:

“There is a cave, along this path. Perhaps inside, you will find what you seek?”

And lo, there was one final path before her, twisted with gold. The girl nodded, and followed the path until the darkness of night crept in, and she could see nothing but the shining path…

It led her further and further, until it trailed into the mouth of a cave.

There was a gentle glow emanating from deep within, that called out to the girl’s soul.

She walked inside…

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Once upon a time, there was a family of three beasts…

They lived together in a house in the woods, and were very happy. Every day they walked through the woods to see all they could see, and every day they came home, they ate good food, and they slept in cozy beds with full bellies.

The first beast was bigger and stronger than most, with a ferocious heart to match.

The second beast had very good eyes, and noticed all the little things most beasts could not see.

The smallest beast never got cold, because there was a fire inside that never went out.

One day, another beast arrived. This one was different from the others. It was strong, and had very good eyes, and there was something almost like a fire inside of it… But it was unlike them.

This strange beast spoke not with words, but pictures and drawings.

It found a way to the three’s house, and entered their home.

Inside, there was a gentle fire, and three chairs by it - a large, sturdy wooden seat, one carved with all sorts of intricate details, and a smaller one with a cushion.

The strange beast looked at this, and drew a picture of a swirling cocoon, before placing it on the floor.

In the kitchen, there was a simmering pot of stew, and three bowls on the table - a big one with a handmade spoon, one with many specific spices placed beside it, and one decorated with bright patterns.

The strange beast looked at this, and painted a picture of every colour it could think of, before setting it on the table.

There were three other rooms - a workshop with many tools, a study with many texts, and a hide-away with all the blankets you could ever ask for.

…

The strange beast looked at this, and stepped into the hide-away…

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Not exactly, no.

We didn’t change our first names from what we were originally given. It just… Ended up that way. Happenstance. We did decide on our surname together, though.

We wanted that to be for us. Ours.

And “Raith” managed to appeal to us both.

Hi! I don't think I've seen you two around before. What are your names?

- @thesovereignfanclub

I am Augur, and my husband is Beowulf.

Aye. We’re… New, here.

But always intrigued to make new acquaintances!

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Did ye aye?

Ignore him, darling. He’s just jealous of your excellent naming choices.

Hi! I don't think I've seen you two around before. What are your names?

- @thesovereignfanclub

I am Augur, and my husband is Beowulf.

Aye. We’re… New, here.

But always intrigued to make new acquaintances!

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…Well. Haven’t heard that one before.

Oh hush, you. It’s very sweet thing to say. Thank you… Ah, how dreadful of me. I never asked for your name, did I?

Hi! I don't think I've seen you two around before. What are your names?

- @thesovereignfanclub

I am Augur, and my husband is Beowulf.

Aye. We’re… New, here.

But always intrigued to make new acquaintances!

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He gets in the weeds a bit, the dafty. But aye, ‘confusing’ fits well enough.

Most new situations are. We get along well enough for the most part. A roadblock or two isn’t enough to keep us.

Together, eh?

Together.

Hi! I don't think I've seen you two around before. What are your names?

- @thesovereignfanclub

I am Augur, and my husband is Beowulf.

Aye. We’re… New, here.

But always intrigued to make new acquaintances!

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Well… Although I am glad to hear you’ve met, I offer my apologies if the conversation has brought up any unwanted feelings. I know what it means to me to be apart from family, and although I cannot imagine your emotions towards your own situation, I sympathise.

Hi! I don't think I've seen you two around before. What are your names?

- @thesovereignfanclub

I am Augur, and my husband is Beowulf.

Aye. We’re… New, here.

But always intrigued to make new acquaintances!

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Not by blood, but we’re family, aye.

You’ve met them, then?

Hi! I don't think I've seen you two around before. What are your names?

- @thesovereignfanclub

I am Augur, and my husband is Beowulf.

Aye. We’re… New, here.

But always intrigued to make new acquaintances!

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They go by Twist.

Chose that one themselves. Suits ‘em.

Hi! I don't think I've seen you two around before. What are your names?

- @thesovereignfanclub

I am Augur, and my husband is Beowulf.

Aye. We’re… New, here.

But always intrigued to make new acquaintances!

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We do! They’re wonderful-

Couldn’t be more proud of ‘em. Creative, just like their dads, but in their own way.

Ahem. Might not be good manners to rhapsodize for too long. But to answer your question, yes.

Hi! I don't think I've seen you two around before. What are your names?

- @thesovereignfanclub

I am Augur, and my husband is Beowulf.

Aye. We’re… New, here.

But always intrigued to make new acquaintances!

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Not long.

Enough to get us set up, but not long enough to settle in just yet. There’s a lot to take in! But it seems like a lovely place here.

Hi! I don't think I've seen you two around before. What are your names?

- @thesovereignfanclub

I am Augur, and my husband is Beowulf.

Aye. We’re… New, here.

But always intrigued to make new acquaintances!

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Hi! I don't think I've seen you two around before. What are your names?

- @thesovereignfanclub

I am Augur, and my husband is Beowulf.

Aye. We’re… New, here.

But always intrigued to make new acquaintances!

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wait comfort? ..can i have some?

Of course. And, if there’s anything in particular you need comfort for, name it. For now, let’s start with a… Blanket statement, hm?

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It is okay to be tired. And, it is okay to admit that you are tired. You are deserving of rest. Of pause. You deserve the time to recover yourself. Take it. There is no shame in it.