Medusalith was in an actual good mood today. She'd rescued Blackagar, that bog thing was gone, everything was back to normal. And hopefully no giant dogs would be invading the gallery with more bad news.

...she was probably going to have to explain a few things to Ms. Devereaux, wasn't she? Oh, dear.

At any rate, the gallery? Open. Perhaps you'd like to buy some art for someone for Christmas and/or the winter holiday of your choice?