Twine in the trees, there dances shadows amidst the gloomy firelight of a caravan. Therein lies the nature of the beast.
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As the humble camp grows, so too does its attentions to matters beyond that of immediate survival. After a spare couple of years adrift in the wilderness, the humble campsite has blossomed into a well visited and populated caravan!
As such, the rumblings of an upcoming celebration now begin to emanate outwards from the weald dwelling. One which invites those who have been so generous to the caravan, and those indifferent alike to the gathering for a spectacle of sorts. Song, dance, peddlers, and the promise of an earthen ritual which seeks to honor the land which hosts them...
As the humble camp grows, so too does its attentions to matters beyond that of immediate survival. After a spare couple of years adrift in the wilderness, the humble campsite has blossomed into a well visited and populated caravan!
As such, the rumblings of an upcoming celebration now begin to emanate outwards from the weald dwelling. One which invites those who have been so generous to the caravan, and those indifferent alike to the gathering for a spectacle of sorts. Song, dance, peddlers, and the promise of an earthen ritual which seeks to honor the land which hosts them...
Merrymaking is afoot.
[Celebration at the Weald Caravan at 6pm PST/9pm EST on Sunday, 4/26]