Orla's Satchel

[Aradia]

The following is about a worn out bag. This bag has been around for a time and it shows. The threads that hold it together have been fixed times but they do not all match. There are feathers sticking out of one pocket. Inside the bag there are lots of folded up papers, some of these papers have dried up flowers on them. The bag smells like cedar and dirt and apples.

Some of the papers have drawings on them made with charcoal. There are also some maps with lines drawn on them in a hurry. A few of the papers have prayers written on them in a language that not many people speak. There are some recipes in the bag too. They might not be very useful. There is a picture of a baby wolf.

When you open the bag you will see a note tucked away:

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If you are reading this then one of two things has happened.. I lost my bag or you are being very nosy.

Maybe it is both <there is a smiling face drawn here>

My name is Thalorienne Myrith. Most people just call me Orla. I am a Druid. I like to travel. Some people think I am not very good at making deals.

Please know that what I think is important might not always make sense. For example there is an acorn in the bag. I have no idea why I kept it.. Every time I think about throwing it away it feels like I should not.

There are also hairs from a wolf in the bag. These belong to Twig. She likes to claim things as her own.

You will see paw prints on some of the pages. Twig thinks she is helping me keep track of things.. She does not do it the way I do.

If you find a dried up flower, in the bag I hope you take a moment to look at it before you turn the page.

Someone thought it was beautiful enough to keep.

Orla <there is a heart drawn here>