“Welcome to my Fire Records. If you're expecting clean lines and cool logic, you're lost. Try the Water Fae.”

“Most of this was sent by mail, but I don’t trust the postal sprites not to drop something in the fog over the frozen lake. So, yeah—backup copies live here.”

“This section’s locked unless you’re following me. So if you’re here, it means I trust you. Or I’m dangerously low on better options.”

“You might find a few extra notes scattered in the margins. Things I didn’t say out loud. Yet. If we’re going to figure out what happened to Halven, I’m going to need your eyes on the fire.”