Ooof. No really. Ooof is pretty much all I can manage right this second.⁠ You see, I went away last week on what was supposed to be a lovely, calm, relaxing, refreshing, restorative trip. The sort of trip where you hang out somewhere pretty and take nice walks and eat good meals and sleep and just generally unplug for the week and maybe see if your exhausted, overwhelmed brain can kinda piece itself back together again into something resembling a functional human being.⁠ And instead, it was filthy and dangerous and just generally awful in ways I am not going [...]

Sometimes? Sometimes a person simply has to give in and embrace the nonsense and just do the thing. And if the thing happens to be using a wood burning tool to decorate a scrap of leather to affix to a knitted potion bottle? Well then that doesn't seem like it hurts anyone so sure, why not.