Stoking the Fire

I have created many pieces and they come together slowly.  Once they assembled, I will set them about the menagerie and watch my creation work.  It will be a small offering, but earned.  I hope the Inn shall be consumed wholly.  Watching their hearth become ash would harrow and that which harrows eats the heart.  It is not enough to send people to the oblivion of the body, their heart and soul must go with it so that oblivion's gift is whole, so that the blessing of the Raging One can be seen for what it is.