Cecil Baldwin

Serpentine.

Oh man, I can't believe I did that.

What a rush.

I'd be in so much trouble if anyone was listening.

Which they aren't.

But just in case anyone is, let's have a look at the headlines.

Down at the last bank of Night Vale, the annual money fair is commencing with an open house in the vault.

The entire community is invited to come hang out with the cash, run their hands through it, and say things like, so that's what a million bucks looks like, or gold sure is heavy, or hey, is that an ancient Egyptian death mask?

And what's it doing in here?

And why is it glowing?

And can I try it on?

And why won't it come off my face?

In crime news, an update on the locked-room homicide investigation of local billionaire-slash-angel Marcus Vanston.

I finally had a chance to sit down with former mayor slash current private detective Dana Cardinal to hear about her recent developments on the case.

We got lattes at the new coffee house in the Barista District, Odin's Lament, and talked about a lot of things, actually.

I told her about how Esteban started an arcane alchemy club at his school and how proud we are of him.

And Dana told me she's been volunteering to raise a guide ferret in her spare time and that it's going well, except she's having some challenges with leash training at the moment.

Yeah, it was really good to see Dana again.

Sometimes you can fall out of touch with someone for a long time and

even though your feelings about them haven't changed it just gets more awkward to reach out to them the more time goes by but then when you do it's actually not awkward at all it's it's really really nice oh