Much exploring of the Shadesong has occurred.
It has been decided that I am not a country; I am a principality.
Cyn: "She sticks to her principles."
Me, leering: "And everyone else's!"
Alanya, being hugged: "Ew, sticky!"
Me: "Try it! It tastes good!"
A survey of the principality of Shadesong will continue. Particularly the southern areas, it seems.
Not a topographical survey, mind you.
Unrelated: We were treated today to the sight of Alanya jumping on the couch and brandishing an imaginary blue dildo.
Yeah. It's one of those days.
We will now return to our homoerotic anime.