EDIT: Holy crap y'all. Can you say OVERBOARD? *muchtoospoiled* ilu all. &33


















Eirnae Slytherin-Natenhar
Darkness bubbles into a near solid sludge to the side of your doorstep, and little arms draw out a black basket similar to that which held a feathery Halloween gift not so long ago. There, upon a dark pillow, rests a ... cabbage?! Yes, a cabbage, one wrapped with a festive ribbon tied into a bow. Oo-ookaa-aay ....

Ah, there's a card tucked into the leaves. Maybe this will offer some sort of explanation.

Ah, there's a card tucked into the leaves. Maybe this will offer some sort of explanation.
The Card
Memories breed truth. With the truth comes time.
May this give the first, as old pacts rewind.
Weaver of Shadows
May this give the first, as old pacts rewind.
Weaver of Shadows












































































