They said we’d never escape, that there was more than that iron barrier to hold us in, herded like Lubanthan Goblins.
Yet Meghan claimed she knew a spell. We cleared the leaves for her to write it in the soil. And all went well.
Now we have only to negotiate our way out of the Misty Forest beyond, the domain of the Pixelated Ladies.
What, I hear you ask, is a Pixelated Lady? This is (just my name for it). For those not in the know, Fly Agaric (Amanita muscaria) yields an hallucinogen.