#dndinnkeeper

Hello there, traveler.Come in. Do not worry about the quiet that has lingered here these past few weeks. The hearth has still been warm. The lanterns have still been lit each evening. I have simply not written. It has been a month since I last left you a letter beneath the teacups and folded napkins. A whole turning of the moon. I owe you an apology, though I hope you will understand before I…

Hello there, traveler. Come in, please. Set your things down by the door and warm your hands for a moment. The hearth has been restless today, which usually means the weather is changing somewhere, even if we cannot quite feel it yet. You are safe here. The inn would not have opened its doors to you otherwise. You were looking at the barrels, weren’t you? They sit quietly along the far wall of…

This week has unfolded in a way that feels difficult to explain if I am honest, not because anything dramatic happened, but because nothing did, and yet everything inside me kept shifting as though the inn itself was gently turning in its sleep, rearranging rooms I had not visited in some time. Some days arrive with fanfare, with doors bursting open and travelers spilling stories across the floor…

Hello there Traveler! My name is Ella, the humble owner of the Dreaming Tea Inn. If you are reading this you have stumbled upon my very first personal scroll from here at the Inn. If you ask me this feels more like a personal letter than an introduction, however I invite you to bear with me.  Once upon a time, I had dreams. Big Dreams. In another life I would have said I wanted to be a teacher…