Oh great and noble Xander!
Heed these words, that you might come to know that which I have forseen…
There shall be on the second night, beneath the setting quarter moon, profound visions of such clarity that one might mistake them to be alive and with us now!
I see writ amongst the seas and the stars… A story of truly absurd folly, misfortune, learning, and love… Creatures, constructions, mischief, and mayhem!
Through the powers of most carefully crafted crystals, cunning alchemy, and the Sun itself I will share these sights with any and all who come to witness this miraculous divination!
Of such power whimsy are these sights, I have stockpiled for any who may need an assortment of libations, without which one’s psyche may very well become injured!
Join me, after the setting of the summer sun, as the horizon blends into the night sky, and be amazed!
The title of thy noble gathering:
Witness the Fall and Rise of Jean Kayak
Speak plainly of what mirth, challenge, or craft awaits those who attend:
We’re guna watch Hundreds of Beavers, and I’ll have beer to share!
The one who doth take up the mantle of host for this revel: Celanor!
When the bells shall toll to commence the merriment:
Friday, August 1st at 10:00 PM
Where within the realm shall this gathering unfold:
Wherever I end up camped! Look for the white Transit Connect with cat stuff!
(far side of Red)
