Ksimas Spips

The lady hosts a party like this once a year. We call them the mysteries, because no one is supposed to talk about what they see in the party or that there lady will have their head. No one ever comes early. I don’t think there a rule or anythin’ against it, but surely she’d be huffin’ and puffin’ that you walked in before she’s ready. She’s like a queen, doesn’t want to be caught with no feather out of place.