You’ve just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As you look around, your gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. You duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? she begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” ((How do you respond?)) Example: (delete this) “Oh I just was wondering around… might I ask what you mean by “you’ve been expecting me?” I look around nervously at this seemed to be abounded place wondering why this women was here, and what she means. From there I begin to tell her my story, the story of folen Nornorin
