You are welcome to, Hayame. I will see you shortly?
[ Her space in the gardens is, well. Somehow she achieves Glamping, though it's purely magic. The stones have been arranged to create a small shelter, and there is fresh water running. A small hearth has been erected to create a fire, which ever-burns, and there is a small creature -- perhaps a bug? -- roasting on a spit that she's erected. Akua looks no worse for the wear, despite having been living rough, she looks...
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[ Her space in the gardens is, well. Somehow she achieves Glamping, though it's purely magic. The stones have been arranged to create a small shelter, and there is fresh water running. A small hearth has been erected to create a fire, which ever-burns, and there is a small creature -- perhaps a bug? -- roasting on a spit that she's erected. Akua looks no worse for the wear, despite having been living rough, she looks...
Well, like always. Fresh, laundered, perfect.
Just Sahelian things. ]