[ a laugh, despite herself. anathema finishes unlacing her boots, then pries her feet out of them and wiggles her toes. she'd gotten into this dress like a week ago, ready to go to the ritual and summon a goddess... but hadn't known it would be this long before she could come home and change and get comfortable again. ]

Far, far too much on. I'm still charmed by the novelty, don't get me wrong — did you know that this is the only city where you can see ghosts? — but today, I'm a little tired of it. Today, I could just do with an utterly average cup of tea and a nap.

I'm assuming they have magic where you came from?