13th of Last Seed, Loredas, Second Entry

My fetching gods! It feels like Sanguine had a party inside my head and invited half of Oblivion.

I awoke with my legs over a stump and my head half in the fire pit. Luckily for me there were no embers left by that point to singe my hair or clothes. But I did have to drag myself down to the river to wash the ash and charcoal from my hair.

I don’t recall the end of last night. That rarely happens to me. Of course, I am rarely hungover either. I

tried to take some potions to fend off the nausea, but it only sped forward what I had attempted to prevent.

I’m going back to sleep until we need to pack camp. I feel dreadful.


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